"Did they appear to you as they did to Mrs. Sandford, — at the
time?"
"Yes, Dr. Sandford."
"So I thought. — Then, Daisy, will you make me understand it?
For I am puzzled."
I was sorry that he cared about the puzzle, for I did not want
to go into it. I was almost sure he would not make it out if I
did.
However, he lay there looking at me and waiting.
"Those other things cost too much, Dr. Sandford — that was
all."
"There is the puzzle!" said the doctor. "You had the money in
your bank for them, and money for Margaret's things too, and
more if you wanted it; and no bottom to the bank at all, so
far as I could see. And you like pretty things, Daisy, and you
did not choose them."
"No, sir."
I hesitated, and he waited. How was I to tell him. He would
simply find it ridiculous. And then I thought — "If any of you
suffer as a Christian, let him not be ashamed."
"I thought I should be comfortable in these things, Dr.
Sandford," I then said, glancing at the little chinchilla cap
which lay on the table; — "and respectable.
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