They were delighted. “We are all going to be put into a book,” they said.
“Yes,” I answered, “it will be a book, and you are all to be in it. But who knows whether any one else will care? Perhaps it will never be published.”
“Even if it isn’t published,” said Henry, “it will be a book.”
“What will it be called?” they asked.
“‘The Seekers,’ of course.”
“You ought to call it ‘The Pathfinder,’” said Henry. “That would sound more romantic and interesting, and attract people.”
Would I dedicate it to them? they asked.
“No, certainly not,” I said; “you are all helping me write it. We will dedicate it to all Seekers.”
What names would I use? they asked.
I would use their right first names, I said. Weren’t they willing?