She did not answer the question either; only as the flash passed away she looked placidly up and said, "I am not in trouble now, Juanita." "Bless the Lord!" was the utterance of Juanita's heart.

"The Lord knows how to deliver out of trouble, Miss Daisy." "Yes," said Daisy.

"O!"-- she exclaimed suddenly, with a new light breaking all over her face--but then she stopped.
"What is it, my love ?" "Nothing--only I am so glad now that my foot is hurt." Juanita's thanksgiving rose to her lips again, but this time she only whispered it; turning away, perhaps to hide the moisture which had sprung to her eyes.

For she understood more of the case than Daisy's few words would have told most people.
Meantime Capt.

Drummond and his frisky horse had a ride which was likely to make both of them remember that thunderstorm.