But now he felt Ivra trembling. She whispered again, "You know, Eric, it is wonderful for us to see them like this. Some day, mother says, we may get to be like them!"
"And speak without words?" Eric asked wondering.
"Yes, and more than that. We may be as alive as they. Now we're only Forest people, and not all that even—almost dreams. They are real!"
Then she took his hand and drew him away. "I cannot look any more," she said; "can you? They are too beautiful!"
Eric put his fingers to his eyes as he walked. "Yes, it's hard to see the ground now. My eyes ache a little."
But how the children wished their mother were waiting for them in the little house to hear the tale!