“We shall meet in heaven, Katie, if nevermore on earth,” sobbed Madge.
“In the air, my darling,” replied the other. “Do not let us lose sight of that. When our Lord shall come,
‘Loved ones shall meet in a joyful surprise,
Caught up together to Him in the skies,
When Jesus shall come once again.’”
Kate Harland’s friends, who had travelled to meet her from Denver, carried her off, and Madge took the car to the Central.
One hour later she boarded the train and began the last lap of her long journey.
Her spirits rose higher every moment. She had conceived a very bold idea, and she was going to carry it through after her own fashion. She sent no message of warning of her coming, as this would spoil her little plot.
Her eyes rested delightedly upon every place she passed. At Garrisons, where the train waited a few minutes, she caught a glimpse of the father of the man whom she was hurrying to meet.