The sun was up when we woke.
Outside the first thing we saw was father and Starlight talking.

Both of these seemed a bit cranky.

'It's a d----shame,' we heard Starlight say, as he turned and walked off.

'We could have done it well enough by ourselves.' 'I know what I'm about,' says father, 'it's all or none.

What's the use of crying after being in it up to our neck ?' 'Some day you'll think different,' says Starlight, looking back at him.
I often remembered it afterwards.
'Well, lads,' says father, looking straight at us, 'I wasn't sure as you'd come.