We shall be late for dinner." They turned back by the way they had come.

Near the Marble Arch a small crowd was gathered round a poor street preacher with a raucous voice.
They could hear him as they passed.
"We're all sinners," shouted the preacher.

(They stopped and looked at each other with a faint smile.

All sinners--that was what Nevill used to say, all sinners--or fools.) "We're all sinners, you and me, but Jesus can save us.

'E loves sinners.