She had gone now to make the tea, and Daisy lay contentedly looking out of the window, when she heard the swift tread of horses' feet again.

Could her father be back from Melbourne already?
Daisy could not raise herself up to look.

She heard the feet stop in the road before the cottage; then listened for somebody's step coming up to it.

She heard the step, but it was none of Mr.Randolph's; it was brisk and firm and measured.

She guessed it was somebody's step whose feet had been trained.
Juanita came to open the door at the knock, and Daisy heard her saying something about the doctor's orders, and keeping quiet, and no excitement.