The old servant, Nan, went off into the light with her parents, but she did return to visit Helen in her cottage soon after. Helen had in the meantime been visited by the Lady, and the Friar, the "Shining" Brother. But now it was Nan's turn again.
Helen - Hello! You back again?
Nan - I come back because I got somethin' to tell you. Somethin' important! Helen - Something good, I hope?
Nan (smiling) - Good? Better than good! I've met him, our Boy! An' he's all right. Right as you and me! 'e is.
Helen - You mean he is different? Not a... (not retarded anymore, she was going to say) Not foolish anymore?
Nan - Foolish? 'Im? Why, 'e's a prince! That's what 'e is. A prince. And beautiful. Ah, an' he thinks and talks like you an' me! 'e don't stay near us - lives in a palace, I dare say, somewhere. But he come to see me. He did. My, was I surprised, though as I say to my Mam, I ain't surprised so much at things that 'appen. You see, there's so much more, like, when you're dead. Like meetin' my Mam and Dad and my sister wot died when her baby was born, and there bein' no angels with wings like I learned at Sunday school. Mind, I'd like to see angels and 'arps...you miss 'em, somehow. I asked our Boy about 'em, and 'e said there were angels, 'e called 'em Beings, but without wings, but they were a long way off, some'ow. 'E said They shone like angels. Our Boy, ’e shines too, like them Beings. He's lovely and kind. He told me 'e knew that I loved 'im and I'd looked after 'im; said 'e always knew really; only it weren't till he got over here
that he understood, after he was sort of...cured, I suppose. Madam, 'e thanked me! The young Master thanked me, 'e did. It made me want to cry, though now I'm glad I looked after 'im proper. I told him I was sorry about 'is being drowned, but he said that was all right, it had to happen. 'E talks clever, sometimes, an' I don't rightly understand 'im. But 'e said 'e'd forgotten it now, and anyway, it was better over this side. Fancy that, Madam! Fancy 'is bein' well and all.
Helen - Wonderful. But what about his mother?
Nan - He knows all about the Mistress, 'is mother. 'E knows she's been in the Shadows. And, Madam, 'e's sorry for her... 'is mother wot 'ated him. It could 'ave knocked me down, hearin' that.
Helen - The boy is a very advanced soul. So he has forgiven his mother? How wonderful.
Nan - D'you know wot? He loves her, and after all she did to ’im. Loves ’er! Thank of that! He said it was all over and forgotten. And ’e wanted to help her. To help her? When she never helped ’im! Fancy that! ’E’s a saint, or an angel. I’m sure of that.
And wot d’you think he told me? That I ’ad to forgive ’er too. Me? He said it would help ’er to “go on”, and me too!
Helen - If HE can forgive, then you can.
Nan – Me? After all she done? After me ’ating her for years? That’s wot’s queer about being dead. You got to forgive folks.
Helen – Yes, but my dear, you’ve found your way. You’ve been guided to those who love you, haven’t you? Surely, you can show gratitude by forgiving this poor creature, as her son has done. Besides, she is probably very sorry now.
Nan - A "poor creature?" Coo! That 'ud burn her if she heard that! A poor crittur? It don't seem possible; but then so many things don't seem possible now. 'Er with her grand clothes an' 'er grand ways! But you're right, Madam. Our Boy said the same thing. I got to be grateful, oh, I see that.
Helen - And you will try to be kind to her?
Nan- I'll try, Madam. I told the Boy that, I said I'd try. After all, I ain't got to do wot SHE says anymore!
Helen - And will you help her|?
Nan - 'Er? Help her? Wot can I do for her?
Helen - You can show her that love is stronger than hate.
Nan It ain't goin' to be easy. But I'll try, Madam. I got to do that for our Boy's sake.
Helen - I'm glad. It will be all right, you see.
Nan - Yes, Madam. Our Boy said I got to meet 'er, but 'e said she'd be different-like. That'll be worth seein'.
Helen - I'm sure it will make it easier, and you really do want to help her get out of the dreary place she is in.
Nan - I suppose I do. I'll try. You see, I am thankful, like you said.
Helen - That's the spirit!
Nan - It's queer hein' a spirit, Madam. I ain't truly got used to it yet. Nut it's nicer than bein' on earth. Even, begging your pardon, in me cottage.
Helen - Bless you!
Nan - Don't know if I can come back again, Madam. Only I wanted to tell you about 'im, and about 'er, an' about me. I'm 'appy, Madam. Expect you know that now, real 'appy.
Helen - Thank God!
Nan was gone. So part of Helen's rescue mission was accomplished.
Summarised from "The Wheel of Eternity" by Helen Greaves, C.W. Daniel. 1974.
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