’Theboywhowasatthepump，’saidI，’whenthecarriagebrokedownatDulverton。Theboythatlivesatoh——ah；andsomedayyouwouldcomeseekforhim。’
’Oh，yes，Iremembercertainly。Myleetleboy，withthefairwhiteskin。Ihavedesiredtoseehim，ohmany，yes，manytimes。’
Shewasopeningthedoor，whilesayingthis，andthenshestartedbackinaffrightthatthelittleboyshouldhavegrownso。
’Youcannotbethatleetleboy。Itisquiteimpossible。Whydoyouimposeonme？’
’NotonlyamIthatlittleboy，whomadethewatertoflowforyou，tillthenebulecameupontheglass；butalsoIamcometotellyouallaboutyourlittlegirl。’