Quite unconscious was Munty of the mud that stained his cheek, perfectly tranquil his daughter as she gazed with glowing happiness about her.

A terrible moment for Mrs.Ross, an unforgettable one for her friends; nor were they likely to keep the humour of it entirely to themselves.
"Down in a minute.

Going up to clean." Smiling, he passed his wife.

On the bottom step Nancy chanted: "We've had the most lovely mornin', daddy and I.We've been diggin'.
We're goin' to dig again.

Aren't I dirty, mummy ?" Round the corner of the stairs in the shadow Nancy kissed her father again.
"I'm never goin' to be clean any more," she announced.