"Miss Daisy like to play in these pictures?"
"Yes, Juanita—and I like—Juanita, I like it!"
"And another little girl, Miss Daisy say, like it too?"
"Yes, I think they all do. But there is a little girl that wants to take my part."
"And who Miss Daisy want to please?"
Daisy hesitated, and her eyes reddened; she sat a minute still; then looked up very wistfully.
"Juanita, I think I want to please myself."
"Jesus please not himself"—said the black woman.
Daisy made no answer to that. She bent over and hid her little head in Mrs. Benoit's lap. And tears undoubtedly came, though they were quiet tears. The black woman's hand went tenderly over the little round head.
"And he say to his lambs—'Follow me.'"