He looked round, wondering what he was doing there.

But Pinkey pulled him across the room to Chook, who was standing like a fool.

He looked Chook up and down as if he were a piece of furniture, and then, without a word, held out his hand.

The reconciliation was complete.
"Well, we must be goin', William," said Mrs Partridge, wondering how she was to get home without a hat; but Partridge followed Chook into the kitchen, where a candle was burning.

Chook held the candle in his hand to show the little dresser with the cups and saucers and plates arranged in mathematical precision.