"Ask it."
"How soon I can be moved home?''
"Are you in a great hurry?"
"No, sir, but I think mamma is."
"You call bear to wait a little longer, and study wonderful things from your window?"
"Oh, yes, sir! I think I can do it better here than at home, because my bed is so close to the window, I can look right out."
"I shall not let you be moved just yet, Daisy. Good-night. I will see what's her name?"
"Harbonner Hephzibah Harbonner."
"Good-night."
And Daisy watched the doctor as he went down the path, mounted his horse, and rode away, with great admiration; thinking how handsome and how clever and how chivalric he was. Daisy did not use that word in thinking of him; nevertheless, his skilful nursing, and his taking up her cause so effectually, had made a great impression upon her. She was greatly comforted. Juanita, watching her face, saw that it looked so; there was even a dawning smile upon Daisy's lips at one time. It faded however into a deep gravity; and one or two long drawn breaths told of heavy thoughts.