“No; there never seems anything for me to do for anybody else.”
“Nothing?”
“No; only such silly little things that it isn’t worth beginning.”
The angel looked gravely down upon the child for some minutes, and Winifred felt a strange sense of pain and humiliation falling upon her. Then he turned to the swallow who was still sitting upon the window-ledge, and said quietly:
“Show her.”
Then the angel disappeared, and Winifred and her friend were left together.
“Can you get on my back?” asked the swallow.
“Oh yes!” cried Winnie, eagerly, glad to have something to distract her thoughts. “Are you going to take me with you? I should like that.”
“I am going to take you a little way, and show you some things,” answered the swallow. “You will come back by-and-by.”
Winifred had no difficulty in making herself comfortable and secure upon the swallow’s back, and very soon they were flying quickly through the dark night.