And presently you might have seen a little figure in a white frock come out upon the front steps, with a large flat on her head and driving gloves on her hands and in one of them a little basket.

Down the steps she came and took her place in the chaise and gathered up the reins.

The black pony was ready, with another boy in place of Sam; nobody interfered with her; and off they went, the wheels of the little chaise rolling smoothly over the gravel, Loupe in a gentle waddling trot, and Daisy in a contented state of mind.

It was very pleasant! Clear sunny air, yet not too hot, and the afternoon shadows beginning to make all things look lovely.

Daisy took the way to the church, passed out upon the high road, and turned the pony's head in the direction which she had taken with Dr.Sandford the day before.