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1Two days afterward he went off with her to the Castle of Chillon. He waited for her in the large hall of the hotel,
2where the couriers, the servants, the foreign tourists, were lounging about and staring. It was not the place he should
3have chosen, but she had appointed it. She came tripping downstairs, buttoning her long gloves, squeezing her folded
4parasol against her pretty figure, dressed in the perfection of a soberly elegant traveling costume. Winterbourne was a
5man of imagination and, as our ancestors used to say, sensibility; as he looked at her dress and, on the great
6staircase, her little rapid, confiding step, he felt as if there were something romantic going forward. He could have
7believed he was going to elope with her. He passed out with her among all the idle people that were assembled there;
8they were all looking at her very hard; she had begun to chatter as soon as she joined him. Winterbourne's preference
9had been that they should be conveyed to Chillon in a carriage; but she expressed a lively wish to go in the little
10steamer; she declared that she had a passion for steamboats. There was always such a lovely breeze upon the water, and
11you saw such lots of people. The sail was not long, but Winterbourne's companion found time to say a great many things.
12To the young man himself their little excursion was so much of an escapade--an adventure--that, even allowing for her
13habitual sense of freedom, he had some expectation of seeing her regard it in the same way. But it must be confessed
14that, in this particular, he was disappointed. Daisy Miller was extremely animated, she was in charming spirits; but she
15was apparently not at all excited; she was not fluttered; she avoided neither his eyes nor those of anyone else; she
16blushed neither when she looked at him nor when she felt that people were looking at her. People continued to look at
17her a great deal, and Winterbourne took much satisfaction in his pretty companion's distinguished air. He had been a
18little afraid that she would talk loud, laugh overmuch, and even, perhaps, desire to move about the boat a good deal.
19But he quite forgot his fears; he sat smiling, with his eyes upon her face, while, without moving from her place, she
20delivered herself of a great number of original reflections. It was the most charming garrulity he had ever heard. He
21had assented to the idea that she was "common"; but was she so, after all, or was he simply getting used to her
22commonness? Her conversation was chiefly of what metaphysicians term the objective cast, but every now and then it took
23a subjective turn. "What on EARTH are you so grave about?" she suddenly demanded, fixing her agreeable eyes upon
24Winterbourne's. "Am I grave?" he asked. "I had an idea I was grinning from ear to ear." "You look as if you were taking
25me to a funeral. If that's a grin, your ears are very near together." "Should you like me to dance a hornpipe on the
26deck?" "Pray do, and I'll carry round your hat. It will pay the expenses of our journey." "I never was better pleased in
27my life," murmured Winterbourne. She looked at him a moment and then burst into a little laugh. "I like to make you say
28those things! You're a queer mixture!" In the castle, after they had landed, the subjective element decidedly prevailed.
29Daisy tripped about the vaulted chambers, rustled her skirts in the corkscrew staircases, flirted back with a pretty
30little cry and a shudder from the edge of the oubliettes, and turned a singularly well-shaped ear to everything that
31Winterbourne told her about the place. But he saw that she cared very little for feudal antiquities and that the dusky
32traditions of Chillon made but a slight impression upon her. They had the good fortune to have been able to walk about
33without other companionship than that of the custodian; and Winterbourne arranged with this functionary that they should
34not be hurried--that they should linger and pause wherever they chose. The custodian interpreted the bargain
35generously--Winterbourne, on his side, had been generous--and ended by leaving them quite to themselves. Miss Miller's
36observations were not remarkable for logical consistency; for anything she wanted to say she was sure to find a pretext.
37She found a great many pretexts in the rugged embrasures of Chillon for asking Winterbourne sudden questions about
38himself--his family, his previous history, his tastes, his habits, his intentions--and for supplying information upon
39corresponding points in her own personality. Of her own tastes, habits, and intentions Miss Miller was prepared to give
40the most definite, and indeed the most favorable account. "Well, I hope you know enough!" she said to her companion,
41after he had told her the history of the unhappy Bonivard. "I never saw a man that knew so much!" The history of
42Bonivard had evidently, as they say, gone into one ear and out of the other. But Daisy went on to say that she wished
43Winterbourne would travel with them and "go round" with them; they might know something, in that case. "Don't you want
44to come and teach Randolph?" she asked. Winterbourne said that nothing could possibly please him so much, but that he
45had unfortunately other occupations. "Other occupations? I don't believe it!" said Miss Daisy. "What do you mean? You
46are not in business." The young man admitted that he was not in business; but he had engagements which, even within a
47day or two, would force him to go back to Geneva. "Oh, bother!" she said; "I don't believe it!" and she began to talk
48about something else. But a few moments later, when he was pointing out to her the pretty design of an antique
49fireplace, she broke out irrelevantly, "You don't mean to say you are going back to Geneva?" "It is a melancholy fact
50that I shall have to return to Geneva tomorrow." "Well, Mr. Winterbourne," said Daisy, "I think you're horrid!" "Oh,
51don't say such dreadful things!" said Winterbourne--"just at the last!" "The last!" cried the young girl; "I call it the
52first. I have half a mind to leave you here and go straight back to the hotel alone." And for the next ten minutes she
53did nothing but call him horrid. Poor Winterbourne was fairly bewildered; no young lady had as yet done him the honor to
54be so agitated by the announcement of his movements. His companion, after this, ceased to pay any attention to the
55curiosities of Chillon or the beauties of the lake; she opened fire upon the mysterious charmer in Geneva whom she
56appeared to have instantly taken it for granted that he was hurrying back to see. How did Miss Daisy Miller know that
57there was a charmer in Geneva? Winterbourne, who denied the existence of such a person, was quite unable to discover,
58and he was divided between amazement at the rapidity of her induction and amusement at the frankness of her persiflage.
59She seemed to him, in all this, an extraordinary mixture of innocence and crudity. "Does she never allow you more than
60three days at a time?" asked Daisy ironically. "Doesn't she give you a vacation in summer? There's no one so hard worked
61but they can get leave to go off somewhere at this season. I suppose, if you stay another day, she'll come after you in
62the boat. Do wait over till Friday, and I will go down to the landing to see her arrive!" Winterbourne began to think he
63had been wrong to feel disappointed in the temper in which the young lady had embarked. If he had missed the personal
64accent, the personal accent was now making its appearance. It sounded very distinctly, at last, in her telling him she
65would stop "teasing" him if he would promise her solemnly to come down to Rome in the winter. "That's not a difficult
66promise to make," said Winterbourne. "My aunt has taken an apartment in Rome for the winter and has already asked me to
67come and see her." "I don't want you to come for your aunt," said Daisy; "I want you to come for me." And this was the
68only allusion that the young man was ever to hear her make to his invidious kinswoman. He declared that, at any rate, he
69would certainly come. After this Daisy stopped teasing. Winterbourne took a carriage, and they drove back to Vevey in
70the dusk; the young girl was very quiet. In the evening Winterbourne mentioned to Mrs. Costello that he had spent the
71afternoon at Chillon with Miss Daisy Miller. "The Americans--of the courier?" asked this lady. "Ah, happily," said
72Winterbourne, "the courier stayed at home." "She went with you all alone?" "All alone."
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