Daisy's Sedative Questions About Her Little Girl

The telephone rang inside, startlingly, and as Daisy shook her head decisively at Tom the subject of the stables, in fact all subjects, vanished into the air. There's a bird on the lawn that I think must be a nightingale come over on the Q&A or a white star line. He's singing away, her voice saying. It's romantic, isn't it, Tom? Very romantic, he said, and then miserably to me. If it's light enough after dinner I want to take you down to the stables. The horses were not mentioned again.