answered yes, and then suggested that their engagement be kept
a secret from every one until he came of age and could do as he pleased,
for Daisy well knew the fierce opposition he would meet from his proud
relatives, if once they knew that he had stooped to the daughter of a
dressmaker. And so well did she manage the affair that not even Dorothy
suspected the real state of affairs, until one morning, when Archie, who
had been absent for two weeks on a tour through Scotland, astonished her
by walking into the house with Daisy, whom he introduced as his wife and
the mistress of Stoneleigh. She, too, had been to Scotland to visit some
friends, and there the marriage was consummated, and Archie had some one
to take care of him at last.

And when his uncle John wrote him a most angry letter denouncing him as
his nephew, and cutting off his yearly allowance, which, though small,
was still something to depend upon, Daisy rose to the situation and
managed his annuity, and managed the household, and managed him, until
enough was saved from their slender means to start on the campaign which
she had planned for herself, and which she carried out so successfully.

The Continent was her chosen field of action, and Monte Carlo the point
toward which she steadily set her face; until, at last, one Lovely
October day, five months after her marriage, Mr. and Mrs. Archibald
McPherson, of Stoneleigh, Wales, were registered at the Hotel
d'Angleterre, and look possession of one of the cheapest rooms, until
they could afford a better.

"It does not matter where we sleep, or where we eat, so long as we make
a good appearance outside," she said to Archie, who shrank a little at
first from the close, dreary room on the fifth floor, so different from
his large, airy apartment at home, which though very plainly furnished,
had about it an air of refinement and respectability in striking
contrast to this ten by twelve hole, where Daisy made the most ravishing
toilets of the simplest materials, with which to attract and ensnare any
silly moth ready to singe its wings at her flame. She had settled the
point that if Archie could not earn his living because he was a
McPherson, she must do it for him. Five months had sufficed to show her
that there was in him no capability or disposition for work, or
business, or exertion of any kind. He was a great, good-natured,
easy-going, indolent fellow, popular with everybody, and very fond, and
very proud of, a