Every
body says so. Suppose you do have Stoneleigh when your father dies;
there are only a few acres besides the park, and they are all run down.
What are you going to do?"
"Upon my word, I did not know you had so much vim. You are a regular
little spit-fire," Archie said, regarding her intently; then after a
pause, he added: "What am I going to do? I am sure I don't know, unless
I marry you and let you take care of me! I believe you could do it."
The hands which had been pressed on Daisy's hips met suddenly together
in a quick, nervous clasp, while there came over the girl's face a look
of wonder and surprise, and evident perplexity. Although Daisy was much
older than her years in some things, the idea of marrying Archibald
McPherson, or any one else, had never entered her mind.
Now, however, she was conscious of a new feeling, which she could not
define, and after regarding him fixedly for a moment, without any
apparent consciousness, she answered in a very matter of fact way:
"I believe I could take care of you--somehow!"
"I know you could; so, suppose we call it a bargain," Archie said, but
before Daisy could reply Lady Jane's maid appeared coming down the broad
walk.
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