Basil has been with me.

He has gone out now; but I am going to look for him presently." "Many happy returns of the day to ye, Master Scott!" put in Biddy rather pointedly.
"Ah yes.

It is your birthday.

I had forgotten.

Forgive me, Stumpy darling! You know I wish you always the very, very best." The clinging arms held him more closely, "Thank you, Isabel." Scott's voice was as tired as his eyes, and yet it had a certain quality of strength.