"She said she won't do it, and take all the time you want.

But I wish you'd hurry, for she won't let me either." Dannie hurried.

But the hasty bath and the fresh clothing felt so good he was in a softened mood when he approached Mary's door again.

Tilly was waiting on the step, and ran to meet him.

Tilly was a dream.
Almost, Dannie understood why Mary had brought her.