With equal
solemnity the Angel grasped it. The Bird Woman laughed alone, for to
them the situation had been too serious to develop any of the elements
of fun.
Then they loaded the carriage, and the Bird Woman and the Angel started
for their homes. It had been a difficult time for all of them, so they
were very tired, but they were joyful. Freckles was so happy it seemed
to him that life could hold little more. As the Bird Woman was ready to
drive away he laid his hand on the lines and looked into her face.
"Do you suppose we got it?" he asked, so eagerly that she would have
given much to be able to say yes with conviction.
"Why, my dear, I don't know," she said. "I've no way to judge. If you
made the exposure just before you came to me, there was yet a fine
light. If you waited until Little Chicken was close the entrance, you
should have something good, even if you didn't catch just the fleeting
expression for which you hoped. Of course, I can't say surely, but I
think there is every reason to believe that you have it all right.
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