"Are they?" said Daisy.
"But what makes my love sigh?" said Juanita anxiously; for Daisy's face had not brightened up, though she was taking her tea. Daisy looked at her.
"O Juanita!" she said,—"I am afraid that Dr. Sandford is in the darkness!"
"Where the sun don't shine it be darkness, sure!" said Juanita. "And he do not see the Light of the world, Miss Daisy."
Daisy's eyes filled, filled. She liked Dr. Sandford very much. And then who else that she loved had never seen that Light! Daisy pushed aside her tears and tried to drink her tea; but at last she gave it up. Her spoon fell into her saucer and she lay down and hid her face in the pillow. The black woman stood with a strange grave look and with watering eyes, silent for a little time; holding Daisy's tray in her hands and waiting.
"Miss Daisy—"
"What, Juanita?"
"My love take her tea, to be strong; and then see how many she can bring out of the darkness."
"I, Juanita?" said Daisy rousing up.
"Maybe the Lord send his message by little hands. What hinder?"