"Does it storm yet?" she asked.
"The thunder and lightning are ceasing, but it rains hard."
The lady stepped out of the room to get ready, and in a few minutes she and her husband, Captain Drummond and the doctor, were seated in the carriage and on their way to Mrs. Benoit's cottage. Captain Drummond told how the accident happened; after that he was silent; and so were the rest of the party, till the carriage stopped.
Mrs. Benoit's cottage looked oddly, when all these grand people poured into it. But the mistress of the cottage never looked more like herself, and her reception of the grand people was as simple as that she had given to Daisy. Little Daisy herself lay just where her friend the Captain had left her, but looked with curious expression at the others who entered with him now. The father and mother advanced to the head of the couch; the Captain and Juanita stood at the foot. The doctor kept himself a little back.
"Are you suffering, Daisy?" Mr. Randolph asked.
The child's eyes went up to him. "Papa yes!"
She had begun quietly, but the last word was given with more than quiet expression, and the muscles about her lips quivered.
Mr. Randolph stooped and pressed his own lips upon them.
"I have brought Dr. Sandford to look at your foot, Daisy. He will see what it wants."
"Will he hurt me, papa?" said the child, apprehensively.