'It's my only chance.

Your people would never let me in at the front gate.

And seeing you is the only thing I care about.' Then I set down the washbasket and, being desperate, took courage and looked straight at her.

'And,' said I, 'I've noticed that for the last year you always make a point of being on hand to give me the wash.'" Somehow a lump came in Arthur's throat just then.

He gave his Hercules-like friend a tremendous clap on the knee.