"They will have some for breakfast," she said to herself; for there had been something in little Hephzibah's eye as she received the great ham in her arms, that went through and through Daisy's heart and almost set her to crying.

She was _very_ glad to get away and to be in the pony chaise again driving home, and she almost wondered at her own bravery in that house.

She hardly knew herself; for true it was, Daisy had considered herself as doing work not of her own choosing while she was there; she felt in her Master's service, and so was bold where for her own cause she would have shrunk away.

"But they have got something for breakfast! I think mine will be good when I get it," said Daisy.
Daisy however fell into a great muse upon the course of her morning's experience.

To do as she would be done by, now seemed not quite so easy as she had thought; since it was plain that her notions and those of some other people were not alike on the subject.