The crowd had thinned at the church door, but Hilda and Mrs.
Lessing were waiting for the car.
"Don't let's drive," said Hilda as they came up; "I'd much sooner walk home to-day." Her father smiled paternally.

"Bit cramped after church, eh ?" he said.
"Well, what do you say, dear ?" he asked his wife.
"I think I shall drive," Mrs.Lessing replied; "but if Mr.Graham is coming to luncheon, perhaps he will walk round with Hilda.

Will you, Mr.
Graham ?" "With pleasure," said Peter.

"I agree with Miss Lessing, and the walk will be jolly.

We'll go through the park.