"
But Daisy only shook her head, and bent lower over her cat, and
repeated over, and over, and over:
"I can't go away from Mr. and Mrs. Dove."
Poor Primrose became really alarmed at last.
"Daisy," she said, "there must be some reason for this sudden change
in your wishes. You were quite delighted at the thought of going to
Miss Egerton's an hour ago, when Jasmine was here; Jasmine went out,
and when she came back she found you in this state. Did you see
anybody while Jasmine was out?"
"N--n--no--I mean--I mean I can't say. Don't ask me, Primrose. Oh,
Primrose, I'm such a miserable little girl! but please, please, please
don't take me away from the poor Doves."
Daisy cried herself nearly into hysterics, and Primrose had at last to
pacify her by assuring her that they were not going away from the
Doves just yet.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
A STARTLING DISCOVERY.
All through her dreams that night Daisy sobbed and moaned. Primrose,
lying awake by her side, felt more and more alarmed and concerned.
What was the matter with her little sister? She felt completely
puzzled. The bright little castle in the air she and Jasmine had been
building; the cheerful thought of the cosy rooms which the girls were
to share together in their friend's house; the dear delight of having
furniture of their very own again; all these very healthful and
natural dreams were fading and fading, for whenever Primrose even
alluded to their leaving their present quarters Daisy clutched her
hand, and looked at her with such pleading eyes, and used hurried
words of such anguished entreaty, that at last the eldest sister felt
obliged to say--
"We will stay where we are, Daisy, until you wish to leave.
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