“Eva!”
Patty frowned and answered:
“Gran’ther, Eva ain’t here, you know. You sent her away.”
He faltered weakly:
“But she came back last night.”
“Oh, no!” each of the three exclaimed innocently, all together.
In vain he cried piteously that while they were all gone last night little Eva had come back and stayed with him.
“I can see her now, and feel her arms around my neck. Oh, Eva, little Eva, come back!” he moaned; but they assured him he had dreamed it all, that there was no chance of poor crazy Eva coming back any more.
Their assurance was so complete that they staggered his belief, and convinced him it was all a vision of his sleep. He sighed, and murmured:
“I saw her so plain I thought it was real! But send for a lawyer. I want to add a codicil to my will, so that if little Eva ever gets well she may share the fortune with you.”