We expect
them to-day."
"Yes, I know; they came while you were asleep. Lady Jane looks very
proud," Daisy said, and Archie rejoined:
"She looks as she is then. I hate her!"
If Archie hated her, Daisy did too, and she answered promptly, "So do
I!" though she had never seen the lady in question until that morning
when she rode by, arching her long neck and looking curiously around
her.
"She thinks the world made only for her and the baby Neil," Archie said,
"and Dorothy thinks so too. She is in a great way about her coming
because we have no servants, I don't care! Let Uncle John give us some
money if they want style when they come to Stoneleigh."
"That's so!" and Daisy nodded approvingly; then she went on: "Mother has
made some lemon jelly for the dinner, because Dorothy says she makes it
so nice, and I am going over this evening to wash the dishes and help
Dorothy a little."
"You? I wouldn't!" Archie said, looking reflectingly at her.
"But she will give me a shilling toward a new sash," was the girl's
answer, and Archie replied:
"I'll give you the shilling; don't go," and he put his hand in his
pocket for the shilling, which Daisy knew was not there, for the poverty
of the McPhersons of Stoneleigh was no secret in the neighborhood any
more than was the pride which kept them so poor.
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