That was done; and Daisy's couch was quite sheltered from any eyes coming to the door that had no business to come further.

When it was finished, and the screws and cords put away, Juanita came to Daisy's side.

The eyes were open now.
"That is nice," said Daisy.
"It'll keep you by yourself, my little lady.

Now what will she have ?" "Nothing--only I am thirsty," said Daisy.
Juanita went to the well for some cold water, and mixed with it a spoonful of currant jelly.

It was refreshing to the poor little dry lips.
"What will my love have next ?" "I don't know," said Daisy--"my foot aches a good deal, and all my leg.
I think--Juanita--I would like it if you would read to me." Juanita took a somewhat careful survey of her, felt her hands, and finally got the book.
"Is there too much air for my love from that window ?" "No, it is nice," said Daisy.