THE STEADFAST HEART
“And we’re goin’ to git on splendid—hain’t had no boys around for forty year—goin’ to be almos’ like havin’ the grandson I never got. I woke up las’ night, Mr. Wilkins, would you believe it, out of a dream where me’n your boy got on so well together he come to call me Grandma—right this way—front room—snack’s waitin’ for you.”
Angus watched her curiously, then looked at Dave’s face to read what Dave thought of the situation. Dave seemed gratified.
When they were in Angus’s room with the door closed, the boy stood in the middle of the room looking straight before him. He was thinking, and Dave waited.
“She wants me here,” said Angus. It was a miracle, a condition never before experienced by him.
“Yes, Angus. Everybody will want you here. Some day everybody will want you everywhere.”
“No,” said Angus, the old fear dulling his eyes, “they—wouldn’t never want me—not in Rainbow.”
Mrs. Bassett bustled and mothered over Angus, not a little to his bewildered embarrassment.
“Hain’t much of a talker, be you? Kind of strange yit. Wear off. You’n me’s goin’ to take a sight of comfort together. How you figger you’re goin’ to like it?”
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