“Yes, I suppose so. But still mama must have been glad to see papa coming in through the gate. But, as Tessie says, we cannot tell what heaven is like, or how it seems to them there.”
“Jesus is there,” repeated Selina, “and they are like Him. ‘And there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying;’ and they shall go no more out. We know a little, Tessie dear, I think.”
“But I cannot think of mama being quite happy without you, Lena. And has she forgotten us all, do you think?”
“She knows that I shall be coming by-and-by,” said Selina, with a smile, wonderful for its sweet content. “Yes, and all of us—‘to go no more out.’ She will not think the time long, we may be sure of that. And I shall see her face there?”
“If mama could have known about Cecilia and Edgar, and how good they would be to us, before she went away.”
“Papa knew,” said Tessie, “and he will tell her.”
“And, Fred love, mama was not afraid for us at the last,” said Selina. “She did not know that they would care for us and love us, but she knew that Jesus would; and I daresay He has told her about our brother and sister also.”
“And we needn’t fret about Madame Precoe or Father Jerome any more,” said Tessie.
“No; but we will not speak of them here,” said Selina gently; “and we need not be afraid of anything any more.”
By-and-by there was a little movement among them, and then the others heard Selina say,—