I cannot think what is the matter with Daisy." "With Daisy ?" echoed Primrose; "but I left her so bright two hours ago." "She was bright an hour ago, Primrose; she was sitting on the floor with the Pink in her arms, and laughing and chatting.

I put on my bonnet, and left her alone for about ten minutes while I ran round the corner to get what we wanted for our supper, and when I came back she was sitting with her hands straight before her in her lap, and the Pink standing by her side, and looking into her face and mewing and Daisy not taking a scrap of notice, but with her eyes fixed straight in front of her in quite a dreadful way.

When I went up to her and touched her, she began to shiver, and then to cry, and then she said, 'oh Jasmine! we can't go away from here--we can't; oh, we can't! We mustn't do it, Jasmine; we must stay here always, always!'" "Poor little darling!" said Primrose.

"She must have had a bad dream; certainly Miss Egerton is right, and her nerves are very much shaken and she wants change as soon as possible.

Is she in the bedroom, Jasmine ?" "Yes." "Will you cook the supper, and I will go to her ?" Jasmine nodded, and Primrose went straight into the other room.