He drew away from her uneasily; but even as he did so she received another dove which fluttered in at the window. And as she read the message it had brought she said musingly--almost as if she were reading the message, and not speaking to him at all--"_Everychild shall find his parents again!_" He felt that he almost loved her when he heard those words--almost, yet not quite. His heart beat more lightly. He wondered where all the children had gone. He listened for their voices. It was then that an outer door opened hurriedly and the giant, Will o'Dreams, entered the room. Perceiving Everychild, he stood an instant with clinched hands and uplifted face; and then he cried out in a loud voice: "Everychild!" And Everychild replied, with a little of that kindly condescension which a married man feels toward a youth, "Well, my boy?" The giant cried out with elation, "Everychild, I have found her house!" "You have found her house?" echoed Everychild in perplexity. "My mother's house! I have seen it again! These many days, while you have been happy here, I have made countless journeys far and near. I made a final search. I could not give her up. And now I have found her house--the house where I dwelt when I was a child!" This was good news, indeed. Everychild knew how the heart of the giant had yearned for his mother. He smiled delightedly. "Ah, and so you have seen her at last!" he cried. "I have not seen her--no," confessed the giant. "They would not allow me to enter--they who surround her. I was but one, and they were many; and they are cruel and relentless. But now that I have found the place which shelters her I shall not give up until I stand face to face with her again. Dear Everychild . . ." "Well?" said Everychild, seeing that his friend found it very hard to continue. "I have come now to tell you we must part. I could not remain away, remembering that I had not bade you farewell. But now I go to watch for her until she emerges from her door, or until her followers slumber . . . Oh, the obstacles shall be as nothing. Only rejoice with me that I am to meet her again at last!" But Everychild's heart became heavy. "And we must part?" he asked in a low voice. "Please do not say so! We, who have become like brothers . . . is there no other way?" "There is no other way," replied the giant. "Do not doubt that I too shall grieve because of our parting; but after searching for her in vain all these years . . ." But Everychild, after a moment's reflection, cried out resolutely, "There is another way. I shall go with you! And after you have found her, who knows----" The giant was now happy indeed. "You will go with me?" he cried; "you will leave all that makes you happy here and go with me into possible perils? Then make haste--oh, make haste, that we may be on our way." And speaking thus the giant rushed eagerly from the room.