"And you, Mr.Errol ?" "I am getting strong too," he smiled.

"I am almost equal to running alone; but doubtless you are past that stage.

Slow and sure has been my motto for some years now." "It is a very good one," said Anne, in that gentle voice of hers that was like the voice of a girl.
He heard the sympathy in it, and his eyes softened; but he passed the matter by.
"I hope you have come to stay.

Has my mother managed to persuade you ?" "She will spend to-night anyway," said Mrs.Errol.
"And only to-night," said Anne, with quiet firmness.

"You are all very kind, but--" "We want you," interposed Lucas Errol.
She smiled, a quick smile that seemed reminiscent of happier days.