He was a handsome young man, with a grave face and manner through all his absurd speeches; dressed rather picturesquely; and altogether a striking person in Daisy's eyes.

To her relief, as they reached the hall her mother appeared.
"Come in to breakfast, Gary--Daisy, run and get yourself ready." And Daisy went, in great glee on various accounts.

When she came down, everybody was at table; and for a little while she was permitted to eat her breakfast in peace.

Daisy felt wonderfully happy.

Such a pleasant breakfast, for the talk among the elders went on very briskly; such pleasant work done already, such pleasant work to do all through the day; nothing but joy seemed to be in the air.
"And what did you get at market, Daisy ?" suddenly asked the gentleman whom her mother called "Gary." "I went to buy baskets," said Daisy concisely.
"What else did you get at market ?" "I didn't go to market, sir." "She told me she did"-- said Mr.Gary looking at her father.
"Did you buy anything else, Daisy ?" said her father carelessly.
"Papa," said Daisy colouring, "Mr.McFarlane asked me, I thought, where we went to market, and I told him New York.