And Mrs. Fanning was soon seated in the deep, soft "sleepy hollow," and sipping with comfort the rich old port wine.
"Yes, Katie," said the old lady, resuming the thread of the conversation, "that last great change awaits us all—a glorious change, Katie, that I for one look forward to with satisfaction and desire always—with rapture and longing sometimes. What will the next life be like, I wonder? We don't know. 'Eye hath not seen—ear heard,'" mused the old lady.
The interview was not a long one. Soon Emma Cavendish took her aunt from the room.
"You must come in and see me every day, Katie, my dear," said the old lady, as the two visitors left.
And from that time the desolate widow, the homeless wanderer, found loving and tender friends, and a comfortable and quiet home.
Chapter XII.
ALDEN AND HIS EVIL GENIUS MEET AGAIN.
Meanwhile the visitors that had left Blue Cliffs that morning traveled together until they reached Richmond.
The train got in at ten o'clock that night.