"Does my little lady know Juanita?"
Daisy sighed, looked round the room, and then seemed to recollect herself.
"O I am here!" she said. "Where is Capt. Drummond?"
"The gentleman is gone for the doctor, to see to the hurt foot. How is it now, dear?"
"It hurts me a good deal."
Juanita's first business was to take off the stocking; this could only be done by cutting it down. When it was removed, a very sorrowful-looking little foot was seen. Juanita covered it up lightly, and then turned her attention again to Daisy's pale face.
"What can I give my little lady?"
"I am Daisy Randolph."
"What may I do for Miss Daisy? to give her some comfort."
"Juanita,—I wish you would pray for me again."