But Ellen had shaken her head.

"No, that I won't! He's a very quiet gentleman; but he knows exactly what he likes, and he don't like anyone but me waiting on him.

Why, even your father's hardly seen him." But that, naturally, had only increased Daisy's desire to view Mr.
Sleuth.
There was another reason why Mrs.Bunting was glad that her stepdaughter had gone away for two days.

During her absence young Chandler was far less likely to haunt them in the way he had taken to doing lately, the more so that, in spite of what she had said to her husband, Mrs.Bunting felt sure that Daisy would ask Joe Chandler to call at Belgrave Square.

'Twouldn't be human nature -- at any rate, not girlish human nature--not to do so, even if Joe's coming did anger Aunt Margaret.
Yes, it was pretty safe that with Daisy away they, the Buntings, would be rid of that young chap for a bit, and that would be a good thing.
When Daisy wasn't there to occupy the whole of his attention, Mrs.
Bunting felt queerly afraid of Chandler.