who was sleeping.
I begged Kenmure to go also but he refused, almost savagely, and went on with heavy step into Laura's deserted room.
Almost the moment I entered the child's chamber, she waked up suddenly, looked at me, and said, “I know you, you are my friend.”
She never would call me her cousin, I was always her friend.
Then she sat up in bed, with her eyes wide open, and said, as if stating a problem which had been put by for my solution, “I should like to see my mother.”
How our hearts are rent by the unquestioning faith of children, when they come to test the love that has so often worked what seemed to them miracles,--and ask of it miracles indeed!
I tried to explain to her the continued existence of her mother, and she listened to it as if her eyes drank in all that I could say, and more.
But the apparent distance between earth and haven baffled her baby mind, as it so often and so sadly baffles the thoughts of us elders.
I wondered what precise change seemed to her to have taken place.
This all-fascinating Laura, whom she adored, and who had yet never been to her what