She wondered if those horrid newspaper men were allowed to shout in Belgrave Square; she wondered if, in that case, Margaret, who was so unlike her brother-in-law, would get up and buy a paper.

But no.

Margaret was not one to leave her nice warm bed for such a silly reason as that.
Was it to-morrow Daisy was coming back?
Yes--to-morrow, not to-day.

Well, that was a comfort, at any rate.

What amusing things Daisy would be able to tell about her visit to Margaret! The girl had an excellent gift of mimicry.