A plan which probably disappointed Sam, but Daisy did not know that.

She went through a little wicket and up the path.
Juanita did not look like the blacks she had been accustomed to see.
_Black_ she was not, but of a fine olive dark skin; and though certainly old, she was still straight and tall and very fine in her appearance and bearing.

Daisy could see this but partially while Juanita was sitting at her door; she was more struck by the very grave look her face wore just then.

It was not turned towards her little visiter, and Daisy got the impression that she must be feeling unhappy.
Juanita rose however with great willingness to get the water, and asked Daisy into her house.

Daisy dared not, after her father's prohibition, go in, and she stood at the door till the water was brought.