and he shall have the chance to learn something also. Look up, Miss Cassandra, look squarely into my eyes and laugh. Be happy, Miss Cassandra, and laugh. I say it.”

She laughed softly then. She could not help it.

“Wasn’t that what the ‘Voices’ were saying last night when you followed?”

“Yes, yes. They seemed like they were calling, ‘Hope, hope,’ but they were not the real ‘Voices.’ You made it.”

“Yes, I made it; and I was truly calling that to you. And you replied; you came to me.”

“Ah, but that is different from the ‘Voices’ she heard.”

“But if they called the truth to you —