“Nobody ever told me you were waiting.”
“Nobody ever told me you were coming, but I knew.”
“You had to wait for me, and you knew. I had to wait for you, and I didn’t know! When we have time, I will tell you all about myself, and how I’ve been waiting too.”
“Waiting for me?”
“No.”
“Who for?”
“For my father and mother—and somebody else, I think.”
“That’s me.”
“No; I’m waiting yet. I didn’t know I was coming to you till I came, and there you were!”
The child was silent for a moment. Then she said thoughtfully,