But dinner seemed to revive him, and then in the warm summer sunset we strolled outside again.

The Rector leant heavily on my arm.

He made some joke about my height, I remember.

(I was proud of having grown so tall, and secretly thought well of my general appearance in the tail-coat of "fifth form.") With one arm I supported Mr.Andrewes, the other hung at my side, into the hand of which Sweep ever and anon thrust his nose caressingly.
"How well the garden looks!" I said.

"And your birds are giving you a farewell concert." "Ah! You think so too ?" said the Rector, quickly.
I was puzzled.