Daisy in the Field | Page 4

and you," she
began at last.
I hardly knew what she meant. I said, that I could not unfix it.
"And he will not, no fear! So it is fixed, as we may say; fixed as two
hearts can make it. But it's very sudden, Daisy; and you are a young
thing, my dear."
"I know it is sudden," I said, meekly. "It is sudden to me. But he will
not like me less for my being so young."
Miss Cardigan laughed a short laugh.
"Troth, he's no right, being young himself, we may say. You are safe
for his liking, my bonnie Daisy. But - your father and mother, my
dear?"
"Yes, Miss Cardigan."
"What will their word be?"
"I do not know, ma'am."

"You will tell them, Daisy?"
This was very disagreeable to me. I had thought over these things, and
made up my mind; but to outline on canvass, as it were, and put in full
depth of shadow, all the images of opposition real and possible that
might rise in my way - which I knew might rise, - I liked not to do it.
Still Miss Cardigan had reason; and when she repeated, "You will tell
them at once?" I answered,
"No, Miss Cardigan; I think not."
"When, then, will you tell them?" she said shortly.
"I think I will not tell them at all. I will wait, till -"
"Till Christian does it?"
"Yes."
"When will that be?"
"I do not know. It may be - a great while. Why should I tell them before,
Miss Cardigan?"
"For many reasons, as they seem to my mind, Daisy; and I thought, as
they would seem to yours. 'Honour thy father and thy mother.' Daisy,
would it be honouring them, to let them not know?"
There were so many things, of which Miss Cardigan was ignorant!
How could I answer her? I sat silent, pondering the difficulty; and she
was silent on her side, waiting for me to think over it. It was never her
way to be in a hurry; not to leave her work half done neither, as I knew.
"I will honour them the best way I can," I said at length.
"Then you will write them next steamer. Is it not so, Daisy?"
"That would make it very difficult for me to honour them," I said; "to
honour them in action, I mean."

"Why so? There is no way so short as a straight way."
"No, ma'am. But -I cannot undo what is done, Miss Cardigan."
"What our cheeks say your heart has done. No, child." And again I
heard the unwonted sigh from Miss Cardigan's lips.
"Not my heart only," I went on, plucking up courage. "I have spoken - I
have let him speak. I cannot undo it - I cannot undo it."
"Well?" said Miss Cardigan, looking anxious.
"It was done before I thought of mamma and papa. It was all done - it is
done; and I cannot undo it now, even for them."
"My dear, you would not marry without your parents' consent?"
"No, Miss Cardigan. They may forbid that."
"What then? What harm would be done by your letting them know at
once how the case stands. They would care for your happiness, Daisy."
Not with a Northerner, a farmer's son, and an officer in the Northern
army. I knew how it would be; but I could not tell Miss Cardigan.
"What is it you cannot undo, little Daisy?" she said softly, I suppose
seeing me look troubled. And she stretched out a kind hand and took
hold of mine. It was very hard to bear. All this was a sort of dragging
things into light and putting things in black and white; more tangible
and more hard to deal with for ever after.
"What is it you cannot undo? Since you confess, that if they desired,
you would undo the whole."
"Not my faith, nor my affection," - I said, slowly. "Some things they
may forbid, and I obey; but these things are passed beyond their power,
and beyond mine. I will be true. I cannot help it now, if I would."
"But, Daisy -" said Miss Cardigan, and she was evidently perplexed

now herself. - "Since you are ready to obey them in the utmost and give
up Thorold if they say so, what is there, my dear, which your father and
mother could command now in which you are not ready to obey them?"
"The time has not come, Miss Cardigan," I said. "It may be - you know
it may be - long, before they need know anything about it; before, I
mean, anything could be done. I am going abroad - Christian will be
busy here - and they might tell me not to