It says 'whosoever is athirst.'" "Where's the words ?" said Molly.
Daisy shewed her; and Molly made a deep mark in the paper under them with her nail; so deep as to signify that she meant to have them for present study or future reference or both.

Then, as Molly seemed to have said her say, Daisy said no more and went away.
It was still not late in the afternoon; and Daisy drove on, past the Melbourne gates, and turned the corner into the road which led to Crum Elbow.

The air was as clear as October could have it; and soft, neither warm nor cold; and the roads were perfect; and here and there a few yellow and red maple leaves, and in many places a brown stubble field, told that autumn was come.

It was as pleasant a day for drive as could possibly be; and yet Daisy's face was more intent upon her pony's ears than upon any other visible thing.

She drove on towards Crum Elbow, but before she reached it she turned another corner, and drew up before Juanita's house.
It was not the first visit she had made here since going home; though Daisy had in truth not come often nor stayed long.