Come! go with me--that's my own little Daisy." Preston was on horseback, and looked very much in earnest.

He looked very gay and handsome too, for he was well mounted and knew how to manage himself and his horse.

He wanted to manage Daisy too; and that was difficult.

Daisy would have been tempted, and would have gone with him at the first asking; but the thought of Molly and her forlornness, and the words warm at her heart--"Whatsoever ye would that men should do to you"-- and a further sense that her visitations of Molly were an extraordinary thing and very likely to be hindered on short notice, kept her firm as a rock.

She had an opportunity now in hand; she would not throw it away; not for any self-gratification.