“Oh, Dr. Leroy!” she cried joyfully. “It is true—what you said. It stopped—the dream stopped. And my mother came to me in my sleep. She kissed me. She blessed me. Oh!” Penelope glanced eagerly about the room.
Leroy greeted her with grave kindness.
“Your troubles are all over, Mrs. Wells. You need never have any more of these fears.”
“Is that really true?”
“Yes, I am quite sure of what I say.”
“How wonderful!”
He bowed gravely.
“God's love is very wonderful.”
Again the radiant eyes seemed to search for some one. Penelope glanced appealingly at Seraphine.
“I understand, dear,” beamed Mrs. Walters. “He is waiting outside. He will be so happy,” and a moment later Christopher entered.