Bruce had tears in his eyes as he took it.

'Edith, old girl, I think I'll go round to the club for an hour or two.' 'Do.

And look here, Bruce, leave it to me to tell the children.

They'll forget after the holidays.

Archie must not be upset.' 'Whatever you do, Edith, will be--what I mean to say is that--Well, good night; I sha'n't be long.' Edith was really delighted, she felt she had won, and she _did_ want that horrid little Townsend to be scored off! Wasn't it natural?
She wanted to hear no more about it.
There was a ring.