"Of such things " said Daisy.
"That's what I meant. Gracious! I s'pose every one of us has wishes whether they are in the air or on the earth. Wishes is the butter to most folks' bread. Here, child."
She took the bundle from Hephzibah, unrolled it, and examined its contents with a satisfied face.
"What did you come along with this for?" she said, suddenly, to Daisy. "Why didn't you send it?"
"I wanted to come and see you," said Daisy, pleasantly.
"What ails you? You ain't so well as when you was here before," said Mrs. Harbonner, looking at her narrowly.
"I am well," said Daisy.
"You ain't fur from bein' something else then. I suppose you're dyin' with learning while my Hephzibah can't get schooling enough to read her own name. That's the way the world's made up!"
"Isn't there a school at Crum Elbow?" said Daisy.
"Isn't there! And isn't there a bench for the rags? No, my
Hephzibah don't go to show none."