'I've got kids of my own too.

But it doesn't do to let domestic sentiment interfere with one's public duties.
Good night.' The soldiers tramped heavily off in their white and red and steel and gold.

The gaoler, with a bunch of big keys in his hand, stood looking pityingly at the children.

He shook his head twice and went out.
'Courage!' said Anthea.

'I know it will be all right.