ing the Heralds' Office could not do.
Miss Daisy stormed at its doors. She telephoned at short intervals all
day. She even tried to persuade her father to take part in the
persecution. But Mr. Donovan was too wise.

"There are things," he said, "which cannot be done. No man living, not
even a railway boss--can speed up a state department."

"Any firm in New York," said Miss Daisy, "would have sent in designs
for a dozen banners in half the time that young man in the Heraldry
Office has been thinking about one."

"Heralds," said Mr. Donovan, "are mediaeval. If they laid hold on the
idea of an automobile and went in for speed, they'd lose grip on the
science of heraldry."

In the end, goaded and worried by Miss Daisy into a condition of
bewildered exasperation, the Heralds' Office produced a large
pale-blue flag. In the middle of it was a white flower, said to be a
daisy. It arrived at Southampton by the hand of a special messenger
just before the sailing of the _Ida_. Later on--when that flag became
a subject for argument among diplomatists--the heralds disclaimed all
real responsibility for it. They said that they had no idea they were
making a royal standard. They said that they understood that they were
preparing a flag for a young lady's house-boat. Miss Daisy asserts, on
the other hand, that her orders were quite distinct. She told the
anaemic young man at their first interview that she wanted a "Royal
Banner, done according to the best European specification."

Nine of the servants refused to sail at the last moment. They alleged
that the sleeping accommodation on board the _Ida_ was not what they
were accustomed to. The major domo only agreed to go on board when he
was given the cabin originally intended for Miss Daisy. She occupied
that which had been allotted to a kitchen-maid, one of the deserters.
Steinwitz and Gorman, who saw the party off, induced the other ten
servants to go on board, apologizing humbly to them and explaining
that the cabins in the _Ida_ had necessarily been very hurriedly made.
For all the use any of the servants were on the voyage, or afterwards,
they might as well have stayed at home. The major domo shut himself up
in his cabin and was resolutely seasick even in the calmest weather.
The others, though not as sick as he was, pretended to be incapable of
doing anything.

The Donovans, Captain Wilson and Mr. Phillips were waited on by a
steward, a man called Smith who had been brough