“Have you heard anything—from him?”
Katherine slowly shook her head.
Elsie turned her face away for a moment. A sigh fluttered out. Then she looked back.
“But you are still trying to find him?”
“We have done, and are doing, everything, dear.”
“I’m sure,” sighed Elsie, “that he would come if he only knew.”
“Yes—if he only knew.”
“And you will keep on—trying—to get him word?”
“Yes, dear.”