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companied, and also pleasing her father--shook Daisy's very soul. What should she do? She had not made up her mind when she got to the little brown house where Mrs. Harbonner lived. She found mother and daughter both in the little bare room; the child sitting on the floor and cutting pieces of calico and cloth into strips, which her mother was sewing together with coarse thread. Both looked just as when Daisy had seen them before--slim, and poor and uncombed; but the room was clean. "I thought you warn't coming again," said Mrs. Harbonner. "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. If I was living in a great house, now, I'd have folks enough come to see me." Daisy did not know what answer to make to this, so she made none. "I used to live in a better house once," went on Mrs. Harbonner; "I didn't always use to eat over a bare floor. I was well enough, if I could ha' let well alone; but I made a mistake, and paid for it; and what's more, I'm paying for it yet. 'Taint _my_ fault, that Hephzibah sits there cuttin' rags, instead of going to school." Again Daisy did not feel herself called upon to decide on the mistakes of Mrs. Harbonner's past life; and she sat patiently waiting for something else that she could understand. "What are you come to see me for now?" said the lady. "I suppose you're going to tell me you haven't got no work for me to do, and I must owe you for that ham?" "I have got something for you to do," said Daisy. "The boy has got it at the gate. The housekeeper found some clothes to make--and you said that was your work." "Tailoring," said Mrs. Harbonner. "I don't know nothing about women's fixtures,--except what'll keep me and Hephzibah above the savages. I don't suppose I could dress a doll so's it would sell." "This is tailoring work," said Daisy. "It is a boy's suit--and there will be more to do if you like to have it." "Where is it? at the gate, did you say? Hephzibah, go and fetch it in. Who's got it?" "The boy who is taking care of the horses." "I declare, have you got that little covered shay there again?--it's complete! I never see a thing so pretty! And Hephzibah says you drive that
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