'Did they love as I love
When they lived by the sea?
Did they wait as I wait
For the days that may be?'
And then, with a start he finds himself in 'The Garden of Sleep,' and just on the edge of the cliff, reaching over to pick some poppies is a child, a little girl with golden hair.
In an instant he is at her side, and without saying a word for fear of starting her, he catches her in his arms.
'Mummy, mummy, don't,' she cries, and then seeing that it is a stranger her anger is roused still more. 'Put me down, how dare lou touch me, me wants the flowers.'
'Now look here,' replies Paul. 'Do you know, you might have fallen over. It is very dangerous to go so near the edge. If I get you the flowers, promise me you will go away,'—no answer—so he puts her down, he picks the flowers, and gravely hands them to her.
'Sank lou,' she says, taking them in her little fat hand, 'sank lou, but I could have gottened them meself.'
Paul smiles, wondering who she reminds him of.
'What's lour name?' she asks suddenly.
'Paul,' he replies, promptly, 'what is yours, and who are you with?'
'I doesn't know what's my name is,' she answers, gravely, 'Mummy always calls me Baby, I'm wif Mummy. Does lou know Mummy?'