‘He does not say anything about your going in the letter,’ said Mr Davis, as he ran his eyes over the words.
‘I mean my heavenly Father, Uncle Robert.’ she said simply. ‘The message came last night.’
After that they could not shake her, although Belle hung about her tearfully. Russell and Gwen protested, Aunt Rutha looked at her with sorrowful eyes, and Mr Davis repeated that the very idea was absurd, as he paced up and down with a strange huskiness in his throat.
‘I have come to say good-bye, my lady.’
Tryphosa looked wistfully at the brave, sweet face, which she knew she would see no more.
‘So soon, dear child?’
‘I have given Christ the key, as you said, and now I am under orders.’
‘Well, I knew it would come. It is only that we must travel by different roads. We shall meet at the end of the journey.’
‘But you never told me that my way to the kingdom lay through Sleepy Hollow!’