'I should think she's everywhere at once,' said Mary. 'Dear me!' exclaimed Sister Agatha, 'what a funny child you are! Just now, you said she didn't live anywhere.' 'That's what I mean,' answered Mary; 'because if she's everywhere at once, how can she live anywhere, you know?' Whilst Sister Agatha washed her and put on her dressing-gown, whilst the doctor was there, whilst she drank her beef-tea for luncheon and ate her chicken for dinner, Mary Brown thought of nothing but Evangeline Royal, wondering what she would look like, what she would say, and all the rest of it. And when she went to bed again after dinner as usual and fell asleep, she dreamed of Evangeline Royal still. But it was a dreadful dream. She dreamed that her fairy-godmother came, and that she wore a veil, and that when she lifted it her face was large and red and shiny just like Mrs. Coppert's. Mary could not forget the dream, even when she was wrapped in the blanket again and sitting in the arm-chair. But she waited with her wondering eyes on the door, watching half afraid for Evangeline. It had struck four when Sister Agatha went away, leaving Mary alone. She sat very still, staring at the door until presently it opened again, and Mary thought that now she should see Evangeline Royal at last. But it was only Sister Agatha who entered the room. 'She has come!' cried Sister Agatha. 'It won't be long before you see her now. As soon as she has taken off her hat.' 'Does she wear a hat?' asked Mary. 'Indeed, she wears the prettiest hats. She is not like me, you know. I go out in a plain little bonnet. But Evangeline wears the most wonderful hats.' Sister Agatha had scarcely finished speaking before the door opened again, and Mary leaned forward eagerly in her chair. All her fears left her now, and she held out her arms; for she saw the most beautiful object her eyes had ever looked upon. Evangeline Royal was tall, much taller than Sister Agatha, and a few years younger. She crossed the room so softly that Mary could not hear her footsteps; her hair looked as if the sunshine had fallen upon it and never gone away again, and her eyes were as blue as the sky on the finest day! She came to Mary and took her hands just as if she knew her quite well, and Mary felt as if she had known Evangeline all her life. 'I'm so glad!' exclaimed Mary; 'I wanted to see you so much. I'm so glad you're young too; I'm glad about everything. And how pretty you are!' 'Mary wants to see your wings,' said Sister Agatha, as Evangeline stooped to kiss the child. 'Yes,' cried Mary, 'please do show them to me!' 'Well,' answered Evangeline, 'I'm afraid I cannot show them to you just now.' 'You will, some day!' Mary pleaded. 'Oh, I shall have such lots of things to show you,' said Evangeline. 'And you can tell me when I may walk again,' said Mary; 'because I really won't run away.' 'I fear I can't tell you that,' answered Evangeline a little sadly, and she stooped to kiss Mary again.