"I s'pose you didn't mean no harm; but we have some feelings as well as other folks.

Folks may work, and yet have feelings.

And if I could work, things would be well enough; but I've been sick, miss, and I can't always get work that I would like to do--and when I can get it, I can't always do it," she added with a sigh.
Daisy wanted to go, but pity held her fast.

That poor, pale, ragged child, standing motionless opposite her! Daisy didn't venture to look much, but she saw her all the same.
"Please keep the ham this time!" she broke out bravely--"I won't bring another one!" "Did nobody send you ?" said the woman eyeing her keenly.
"No," said Daisy, "except the Lord Jesus--he sent me." "You're a kind little soul!" said the woman, "and as good a Christian as most of 'em I guess.

But I won't do that.