She set down her tray, prepared a
table for Daisy, and placed a chair. The room was light now
with two wax candles. Daisy sat down and took a review.
"What will you have now, Miss Daisy? Here's some hot oysters —
nice and hot. I'll get you some ice-cream when you're ready to
eat it — Hiram's got it in the freezer for you. Make haste,
Miss Daisy — these oysters is good."
But Daisy did not make haste. She looked at the supper tray
thoughtfully.
"June," she said, with a very gentle pure glance of her eyes
up at the mulatto woman's face — "I am very much obliged to
you — but I don't think mamma means me to eat these things to-
night — Will you just get me some milk and some bread? I'll
take some bread and milk!"
"Miss Daisy, these oysters is good for you," said June.
"I'll take some bread and milk to-night — if you will please
make haste. Thank you, June."
"Miss Daisy, then, maybe take a sandwich."
"No — I will have nothing but bread and milk. Only quick,
June."
June went off for the bread and milk, and then very
unwillingly carried her supper-tray down stairs again. Going
through one of the passages she was met by her master.
"Where is that coming from, June?" he asked her, in surprise.
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