"She not only permitted me, after much pressure, to carry the basket, but she allowed me to speak to her.

She said very little to me--angels are not obliged to talk, you know; it is quite sufficient for them to exist.

I carried the basket to the cottage," he went on in a low voice and dreamily, "and she said, 'Thank you.' When an angel says 'thank you'-- But no doubt you have heard one repeat the simple, magic word and know its effect on you.

To-morrow I shall be on the road at the same time, and, if Heaven is very kind to me, I shall meet her, and again she will be carrying a basket.

You think I am very confiding, Green.