“What did you say, Nannie?”

“I don’t see that that matters.  There’s nothing in words, and I’m no scholar.”

“Nannie dear, it does matter.  It meant everything in the world to me.  If only you knew how happy I am, how ridiculously happy.”

“It’s all right, then.  I’ve done what she said.”  A rapturous smile illuminated her old face.

“All right, Nannie?”

Only a hug can express some things.  Nannie straightened her cap.  “Well, then,” she said, drawing herself up, “I couldn’t do it for sixpence, it cost ninepence halfpenny.  I said, ’Come.  Been waiting for you for years.’”

“Nannie!” I exclaimed.

THE END