She was THERE!" "Yes, she was there," I answered.

"She was there, smiling up at him.

I wish he could have known." What does it matter if this seems a strange story?
To some it will mean something; to some it will mean nothing.

To those it has a meaning for it will open wide windows into the light and lift heavy loads.

That would be quite enough, even if the rest thought it only the weird fancy of a queer girl who had lived alone and given rein to her silliest imaginings.