He kissed the laughing children as they clung to him, before she turned down the light. When she came out of the room he was waiting for her. He put his arm around her as he said, with the darling tenderness that made her life:

“Come along, old sweetness. We’ve got to go down and stir up those lunatics again. Call that‘ the happiest time of your life’! We know better than that, don’t we, petty? I’ll tell you what it is: I’ll go to church with you next Sunday, if you say so!”