"She must not be moved," the doctor said.
"Not to-night?"
"No, madam; nor to-morrow, nor for many days."
"Must she be left here?"
"If she were out in the weather, I would move her," said the doctor; "not if she were under a barn that would shed the rain."
"What harm would it do?"
The doctor could not take it upon him to say.
"But I cannot be with her here," said Mrs. Randolph; "nor anybody else, that I can see."
"Juanita will take care of her," said the doctor. "Juanita is worth an army of nurses. Miss Daisy cannot be better cared for than she will be."
"Will you undertake the charge?" said Mrs. Randolph, facing round upon
Daisy's hostess.