She had started with no particular purpose, and had none in her mind when she came in sight of the Parsonage, and of Humility seated in the doorway with her lace pillow across her knees.
It had been the custom among the women of Beer Village to work in their doorways on sunny afternoons, and Humility followed it.
She looked up smiling.

"Taffy is down by the shore, I think." "I didn't come to look for him.

What beautiful work!" "It comes in handy.

Won't you step inside and let me make you a cup of tea ?" "No, I'll sit here and watch you." Humility pulled in her skirts, and Honoria found room on the doorstep beside her.

"Please don't stop.
It's wonderful.