Remember, Mother is waiting, and come right back." I knew then that it must have been just my eyes that spoke, for I _did_ want to go down there and speak to Father.

Oh, I did want to go! And I went then, of course.
He didn't see me at first.

There was a long line of us, and a big fat man was doing a lot of talking to him so we couldn't move at all, for a time.

Then it came to when I was just three people away from him.
And I was looking straight at him.
He saw me then.

And, oh, how I did love the look that came to his face; it was so surprised and glad, and said, "Oh! _You_!" in such a perfectly lovely way that I choked all up and wanted to _cry_.