Didn't you tell anybody ?" "No, of course not." "Why didn't you, then ?" "Ransom----" said Daisy doubtfully.
"What?
I think you're turned queer." "I don't know whether you'd understand me." "Understand _you_! That's a good one! I couldn't understand _you_! I should rather like to have you try." "Well, I'll tell you," said Daisy.
"Just do." "Ransom, you know who the Lord Jesus Christ is." "I used to; but I have forgotten." "Oh Ransom!" "Come, go ahead, and don't palaver." "I am his servant," said Daisy; "and he has bid me do to other people what I would like to have them do to me." "He has bid you! What do you mean ?" "You know what I mean.

It is in the Bible." "What's in the Bible ?" "_That_;--that I must do to other people what I would like to have them do to me." "And I suppose you thought I wouldn't like to have you tell?
Well you're out, for I don't care a shot about it--there! and you may tell just as fast as you're a mind to." "Oh Ransom! you know--" "What do I know ?" "It's no matter," said little Daisy checking herself.
"Go ahead, and finish! What is the use of breaking off?
That's the way with girls;--they don't know how to speak English.

You may just as well say the whole of something ugly, as the half of it." If Daisy was tempted to comply with the request, she did not give way to the temptation; for she was silent; and in a mood less pleasant than her own apparently, Ransom took himself out of her presence.

Left alone, Daisy presently curled herself down on a couch, and being very tired fell asleep..