The orphans obeyed, and were soon beside him, holding each other by the hand. “You know my name, it seems,” said the missionary with a smile.
“Oh, we have not forgotten it!”
“Who told it you?”
“Yourself.” “I?”
“Yes—when you came from our mother.”
“I, my sisters?” said the missionary, unable to comprehend the words of the orphans. “You are mistaken. I saw you to-day for the first time.”
“But in our dreams?”
“Yes—do you not remember?—in our dreams.”
“In Germany—three months ago, for the first time. Look at us well.”
Gabriel could not help smiling at the simplicity of Rose and Blanche, who expected him to remember a dream of theirs; growing more and more perplexed, he repeated: “In your dreams?”