"I'll say
it--I'll say all the words, only not the last ones, and I'll keep my
promise as true as true; only please, please, please, Mr. Dove, don't
ask me to say the last words, for I don't think it's quite reverent to
say them just to keep a secret about sweeties."
"Well, missy, as you please. Now put your hands in mine, and say all
the other words."
Daisy did so.
"That's right, miss; now my mind's easy. I have got your promise,
miss, and I'll keep the little birds a-watching to find out if ever
you go near to breathing it. There's a dark cellar, too, most handy
for them children who turn out to be Dove's enemies, and _you_ know
where the people who tell lies go to. Now, good-bye, miss--eat up your
sweeties."
CHAPTER XXVI.
A DELIGHTFUL PLAN.
Neither Primrose nor Jasmine could quite understand their little
sister that night--her cold was worse, but that fact Primrose
accounted for by Jasmine's imprudence in taking her out; but what
neither she nor Jasmine could understand was Daisy's great
nervousness--her shrinking fear of being left for a moment by herself,
and the worried and anxious look which had settled down on her usually
quiet little face.
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