“Is it possible that you have really forgotten everything, Toppi!”
“Wait till you die and you will learn all about it yourself. I do not like to think of it. What good is it?”
“Then it is not good?”
“And have you ever heard of any one praising it?”
“Quite true. No one has yet showered praises upon it.”
“And no one will, I know!”
We sat silent.
“And do you remember, Toppi, whence you have come?”
“From Illinois,—the same place you come from.”
“No, I am speaking of something else. Do you remember whence you came? Do you recollect your real Name?”