"I'll get you your luncheon out here, Miss Daisy.

You'll be faint for want of something to eat.

Will you have it out here ?" "You needn't say where I am, June." [Illustration] June went off, and Daisy was left alone.

Very weary and exhausted, she sat leaning her head against the stone at her side, in a sort of despairing quiet.

The little ripple of the water on the pebbly shore struck her ear; it was the first thing eye or ear had perceived to be pleasant that day.