"That's where our mother is—an' your boys, too, eh?"
"I suppose so," faltered the man.
"Were they very bad boys?" asked Tim in an awed whisper.
"No." The answer was almost fierce.
"Oh, then they'll be in Heaven for sure, won't they?"
"Yes."
"Are you dead sure?"
"Yes, sure." The man drew a deep breath as he answered.
The boy lay silent, evolving a new question. It came at last.
"Say! all boys and girls have to have mothers, don't they?"