'Oh, I shall have such lots of things to show you,' said Evangeline.
'And you can tell me when I may walk again,' said Mary; 'because I really won't run away.'
'I fear I can't tell you that,' answered Evangeline a little sadly, and she stooped to kiss Mary again.
'Oh yes, you can!' cried Mary; 'because you can do anything. You brought me here, and I like being here—very much, ever so much! I never want to go away again. You won't let me go away again!' cried Mary.
'You can't go until you can walk, you see,' said Evangeline.
'Shall I be able to walk soon?'
'Ah! that is more than I can tell you, dear.'
'Oh, I hope not! I hope not!' exclaimed Mary.
'But surely you want to be able to walk again?' said Evangeline.
'Not if I have to go away,' Mary answered. 'I hope I shall never be able to walk again, then you will let me stay always.'