"Ernie," said the lady, colouring faintly.
"Yes, 'm."
"Are you still thinking of that girl you told me about?"
The other's face glowed like the moon.
"I never hardly think of nothing else, 'm."
"I knew you were," answered Mrs. Trupp. She added with a sudden lovely smile: "You'll find her—if you're faithful."
"That's what dad keeps on, 'm," Ernie answered. "And I know I shall too. See, I keep all the while a-drawin her to me." He made the motion of one hauling on a line. "She can't escape me—not nohows."
He turned on her the earnest eyes of the evangelist, and began to wag an impressive finger in the way she loved.
"See, you can draw down what you want—only you must want it with all your heart. 'Taint no good without that. Alf, now, he draws down money. For why?—that's what he wants. Now I want something else."
The lady regarded him with wise shrewd interest.