Матильда
The Second Miracle
MissHoneywaited,tremblingalittleherselfandwatchingthechildassheslowlystirredherselfbackintoconsciousness.
Andthensuddenly,clickwentherfaceintoalookofalmostseraphiccalm."I’mallright,"shesaidandsmiled."I’mquiteallright,MissHoney,sodon’tbealarmed."
"Youseemedsofaraway,"MissHoneywhispered,awestruck.
"Oh,Iwas.Iwasflyingpastthestarsonsilverwings,"
Matildasaid."Itwaswonderful."
MissHoneywasstillgazingatthechildinabsolutewonderment,asthoughshewereTheCreation,TheBeginningOfTheWorld,TheFirstMorning.
"Itwentmuchquickerthistime,"Matildasaidquietly.
"It’snotpossible!"MissHoneywasgasping."Idon’tbelieveit!Isimplydon’tbelieveit!"Sheclosedhereyesandkeptthemclosedforquiteawhile,andwhensheopenedthemagainitseemedasthoughshehadgatheredherselftogether."Wouldyouliketocomebackandhaveteaatmycottage?"sheasked.
"Oh,I’dloveto,"Matildasaid.
"Good.GatherupyourthingsandI’llmeetyououtsideinacoupleofminutes."
"Youwon’ttellanyoneaboutthis...thisthingthatIdid,willyou,MissHoney?"
"Iwouldn’tdreamofit,"MissHoneysaid.
