Finding that it did not move, I raised my eyes.
"The same Daisy as ever!" said Preston, his eyes all alight
with fun and pleasure. "The same as ever! And how came you
here? and when did you come? and how did you come?"
"We have been here ever since Friday. Why haven't you been to
see me? Dr. Sandford sent word to you."
"Dr. Sandford!" said Preston, taking the place by my side.
"How did you come here, Daisy?"
"I came by the boat, last Friday. How should I come?"
"Who are you with?"
"Dr. Sandford — and Mrs. Sandford."
"_Mrs_. Sandford, and Dr. Sandford," said Preston, pointedly.
"You are not with the doctor, I suppose."
"Why, yes, I am," I answered. "He is my guardian — don't you
know, Preston? He brought me. How tall you have grown!"
"A parcel of Yankees," said Preston. "Poor little Daisy."
"What do you mean by 'Yankees'?" I said. "You do not mean just
people at the North, for you speak as if it was something
bad."
"It is. So I do," said Preston. "They are a mean set — fit for
nothing but to eat codfish and scrape.
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