Presently Ransom came in.
"Hallo, Daisy!--is nobody here ?" "No." "Have you seen your things yet ?" "My things ?--what things ?" "Why your _things_--your birthday things.

Of course you haven't or you'd know.

Never mind, you'll know what I mean by and by.

I say, Daisy----" "What ?" "You know when papa asked you this morning why you didn't go yesterday to Crum Elbow ?----" "Yes." "Why didn't you tell him ?" Daisy hesitated.

Ransom was cutting a pencil vigorously, but as she was silent he looked up.
"Why didn't you tell him?
did you tell him _afterwards_ ?" "Why no, Ransom!" "Well why didn't you ?--that's what I want to know.