Woe to white stockings, if they had been visible; but Daisy's shoes came up high and tight around her ankle, and the earth thrown upon them fell off easily again; except only that it lodged in the eyelet holes of the boot lacing and sifted through a little there, and some had gone as high as the top of the boot and fell in.

Quite enough to make Daisy uncomfortable, besides that the action half frightened her.

She quitted the ground, went back to her pony chaise without even attempting to do anything with the contents of her basket.

Daisy could go no further with her feet in this condition.

She turned the pony's head and drove back to Melbourne..