"Did I kiss you like this, in the dreams?"
"Sometimes. But not in the realest ones. It never seemed real that you could care, in spite of all—that you'd forgive me, if you should come back——"
"Did you want me to come?"
"Oh, 'want' isn't the word to express it!"
"Even though you dreaded—being found out!"
"That didn't count, against having you alive, and knowing you were in the world—if only for your parents' sake. I wanted them to be happy, more than I wanted anything for myself except Brian's good. I had you for my own, in my dreams, while you were dead, and I expected to lose you if you were alive. But——"
"You really expected that?"
"Oh, indeed, yes!"
"Although you knew from Mother how I'd loved you, and searched for you?"
"You thought I was good—then."