Has it anything to do with the long time you have spent abroad, I wonder ?" Lilian smiled and was embarrassed.
"You are certainly not a Londoner ?" "Oh no! I was born in the west of England." "And I at Newcastle.

As a child I had a strong northern accent; you don't notice anything of it now?
Oh, I have been about so much.

My husband was in the Army.

That is the first time I have mentioned him to you, and it will be the last, however long we know each other." Lilian kept her eyes on the ground.

The widow glanced off to a totally different subject, which occupied them the rest of the way back to the cottage.
Daylight lasted until they had finished tea, then a lamp was brought in and the red blind drawn down.