She evidently did not recognize him as she began to count the clothes.

But the child, curiously examining him, suddenly uttered a short, glad cry.
"Why, it's John, Mamma! It's our old John what we had in Fiddletown." For an instant Ah Fe's eyes and teeth electrically lightened.

The child clapped her hands, and caught at his blouse.

Then he said shortly: "Me John--Ah Fe--allee same.

Me know you.