He
sighed.
"Or p'r'aps it's _somebody_, d'you think?"
Tim shrugged his shoulders carefully, conscious of insecurity within.
"I shouldn't be surprised, would you?" Judy insisted. Of course she
knew as much as he did, but she wanted to make him say something
definite.
"It's both," he said grandly. "Things like this always come together."
"Yes, but it's _quite_ new. It's never happened before."
He looked sideways at her with the pity of superior knowledge.
"How could it?" So great was his private information that he almost
added "stupid." But he kept back the word for later. He repeated
instead: "However could it?"
"Well, but--" she began.
"Don't you see, it's what Daddy always told us," he reminded her with
an air. And instantly, with overwhelming certainty, those Wonder
Sentences of their father's, first spoken years ago, crashed in upon
their minds: Some day; a day is coming; a day will come.
Tim's assurance hurt her vanity a little, for it was only fair that
she should know something too, however little. But the force of the
discovery at once obliterated all lesser personal emotions.
"Tim!" she gasped, overcome with admiration.
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