She rose half up and eat the arrowroot, slowly, and without a word.

It did put a little strength into her, as June had said.

But when she gave back the cup and let herself fall again upon her pillow, Daisy said, "June, I'd like to die." "O why, Miss Daisy ?" said June.
"Jesus knows that I love him now; and I'd like--" said the child steadying her voice--"I'd like--to be in heaven!" "O no, Miss Daisy--not yet; you've got a great deal to do in the world first." "Jesus knows I love him--" repeated the child.
"Miss Daisy, he knowed it before--he's the Lord." "Yes, but--he wants people to _shew_ they love him, June." "Do, don't! Miss Daisy," said June half crying.

"Can't ye go to sleep?
Do, now!" It was but three minutes more, and Daisy had complied with her request.
June watched and saw that the sleep was real; went about the room on her noiseless feet; came back to Daisy's bed, and finally went off for her own pillow, with which she lay down on the matting at the foot of the bed, and there passed the remainder of the night..