"When did John die?" asked the old woman.
"In 1793," said Audrey.
"1793—a hundred years ago!" said Granny Robin. "Why, Audrey, the wife must have been dead long since!"
"And she never sheds any more tears now," said Stephen, "because she's in heaven."
"I hope so," said Granny Robin.
"Does everybody go to heaven when they die?" asked the child.
"No, my dear boy, not every one."
"Shall I go there when I die, Granny Robin? I do hope I shall," said little Stephen.
"I hope so too, my little man. The Lord wants to have you there," she said.
"What is it like, Granny Robin?" asked Stephen.