“I know that,” Eva said, laying her hand on the boy’s shoulder; “but that is only your name.”
“I shall be as large as you are, soon,” Aster said, raising his star-like eyes to the moon as he spoke. “When she is round, I shall be as tall as you are, Eva.”
Eva laughed. “How do you know?”
“It will be; because it must be.”
“You are Aster,” Eva said, slowly, “and I know how you came to me; but why did you come?”
“You will know then.”
“When?”
“Why not now?”
“They will not let you.”