And now come down to your dinner." A very good dinner it was, cooked by the policeman's wife, which Mrs.
Parsons insisted on serving, as she would not sit at the table with him.

In short, Godfrey found himself in clover, a circumstance that filled him with some sadness.

Why, he wondered, should he always be made so miserable at home and so happy when he was away?
Then he remembered that famous line about the man who throughout life ever found his warmest welcome at an inn, and perceived that it hid much philosophy.

Frequently enough homes are not what fond fancy paints them, while in the bosom of strangers there is much kindliness..