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Now I'm beat to see you lie there. I don't see what is the use of being good, if it don't get none." "Oh, Mrs. Harbonner!" said Daisy, "I am glad my foot was broken." "Well, I'm beat!" was all Mrs. Harbonner could say. "You air, be you?" "It hasn't done me any harm at all; and it has done me a great deal of good." Mrs. Harbonner stood staring at Daisy. "The promise is sure," said Mrs. Benoit.
"I couldn't come till to-day," said Daisy, taking a chair. "I came as soon as I could." Partly from policy, partly because she felt very sober, she left it to Mrs. Harbonner to do most of the talking. "I never see more'n a few folks that thought much of doing what they said they'd do without they found their own account in it.
Harbonner and she had parted on excellent terms and the gleam in that poor child's eyes! Daisy was so full of her thoughts that she never perceived two gentlemen standing at the foot of the hall steps to receive her. Not till Loupe in his best style had trotted up the road and stopped, and she had risen to throw down her reins. Then Daisy started a little.
Harbonner was so sharp and queer, though not unkindly towards herself, that Daisy was at a loss how to go on; and, moreover, a big thought began to turn about in her head. "Poverty ain't no shame, but it's an inconvenience," said Mrs. Harbonner. "Hephzibah may stay to home and be stupid, when she's as much right to be smart as anybody.
"I would teach her to read," said Daisy, colouring a little; "and anything else I could." "La, she can read," said Mrs. Harbonner, "but she don't know nothing, for all that. Readin' don't tell a person much, without he has books. I wonder how long it would hold out, if you begun? 'Taint no use to begin a thing and then not go on." "But could she get to Melbourne?" said Daisy. "I don't know.
I think I can do it better here than at home, because my bed is so close to the window, I can look right out." "I shall not let you be moved just yet, Daisy. Good night. I will see what's her name?" "Harbonner Hephzibah Harbonner." "Good night."
That's what I look at; it ain't having a little to eat now and then." "Melbourne is too far off for her to get there, isn't it?" said Daisy. "What should she go there for?" "If she could get there," said Daisy, "and would like it, I would teach her." "You would?" said Mrs. Harbonner. "What would you learn her?"
"For your poor woman, if you like. You can send it to her by Sam." "O thank you, papa! But papa, she won't take it so she will not take the least thing without working to pay for it." "How do you know?" "She told me so, papa." "Who told you so?" "The poor woman Mrs. Harbonner." "Where did you see her?" "I saw her at her house, papa." "Why did you go to her house?" "To take her the ham, sir."
"Well, I guess she does." "Wouldn't she come here and get her lessons? Couldn't she come to see me every day, while I am here?" "I 'spose she'd jump out of her skin to do it," said Mrs. Harbonner. "Hephzibah's dreadful set on seeing you." "Mrs. Benoit," said Daisy, "may I have this little girl come to see me every day, while I am here?"
"But ain't she little queer?" These words were spoken in a low murmur, which just served to draw Daisy's attention. Out of sight behind the moreen curtain, Mrs. Harbonner forgot she was not beyond hearing; and Daisy's ears were good. She noticed that Juanita made no answer at all to this question, and presently shut the door.
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