bewildered: bewildered in the midst of his inexpressible relief. He stood still, turned so that Daisy faced him, and gazed into her eyes.
"What is that you say, my dear? I really do not understand."
Daisy shook and shivered, but did not speak.
"That I love Rosaline Bell? I never loved her. What in the name of wonder put such an idea into your head?"
For answer Daisy burst into tears. "She—she was so beautiful!"
"Beautiful! Of course she is beautiful. And I admired her beauty, Daisy, if it comes to that, as much as other people did. But as to loving Rosaline Bell, that is a mistake. I never felt a spark of love for her. What a goose you must be, Daisy! And why on earth should you have taken up the fancy just now?"
Daisy sobbed too much to answer. She almost