She was
very bright this morning.
"Juanita," she said, "I have found something for Dr. Sandford
already."
"What does Miss Daisy mean?"
"Don't you know? Didn't you hear him yesterday? He gave me
something to do. He said he would tell me about anything
wonderful I could see in the course of the day; and I have
found something already."
"Seems to me as all the Lord has made is wonderful," said the
black woman. "Does Miss Daisy think Dr. Sandford can tell her
all about it?"
"Why, I suppose he knows a great deal, Juanita."
"If he knowed one thing more," — said the black woman. "Here
he is, Miss Daisy. He's early."
Certainly he was; but Dr. Sandford had a long ride to take
that morning, and could only see Daisy then on his way. In
silence he attended to her, and with no delay; smiled at her;
put the tips of his fingers to her raspberry dish, and took
out one for his own lips; then went quick away. Daisy smiled
curiously. She was very much amused at him. She did not ask
Juanita what she meant by the "one thing more." Daisy knew
quite well; or thought she did.
All that day she was in an amused state, watching to see
wonderful things. Her father's and mother's visits came as
usual.
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