After tea the doctor took Daisy in his gig and drove her home.

The drive was unmarked by a single thing; except that just as they were passing the cripple's house Daisy broke silence and asked, "Is that woman--Molly Skelton--is she very poor, Dr.Sandford ?" "If to live on charity be poor.

I do not suppose the neighbours let her suffer." "Is she cross to everybody, Dr.Sandford ?" "She has the name of it, I believe, Daisy.

I really do not remember whether she was cross to me or not." "Then you know her ?" "Yes.

I know everybody." The family at Melbourne were found just taking their late tea as the doctor and Daisy entered.