“Where is she?”
“Do you suppose I'd be here if I knew?”
“David, are you dreaming in daytime?”
“She got off the Chicago train this morning while I was helping Daniels load a big truck of express matter. Some of it was mine, and it was important. Just at the wrong instant a box fell and knocked down a child and I got in a jam——”
“And as it was you, of course you stopped to pick up the child and do everything decent for other folks, before you thought of yourself, and so you lost her. You needn't tell me anything more. David, if I find her, and prove to you that she has been married ten years and has an interesting family, will you thank me?”
“Can't be done!” said the Harvester calmly. “She has been married only since she gave herself to me in February, and she is not a mother. You needn't bank on that.”
“You are mighty sure!”
“Why not? I told you the dream was real, and now that I have seen her, and she is in this very town, why shouldn't I be sure?”
“What have you done?”
The Harvester told him.