Nora, suppose you lead Hippy to one side--by the ear--and read him a little lecture," suggested Grace.
"I'll do that," agreed Nora Wingate.

"Hippy, my darlin', you come with me.

I'll fetch a stout stick and I'll make you think of home and mother." Even Joe Shafto laughed as Nora playfully led Hippy away by an ear.

They found them half an hour later sitting by the fire where Nora was still lecturing her irrepressible spouse.
"I've reformed, Mrs.Shafto," called Hippy as he saw them approaching.
"I was mistaken in thinking you were my dear.

You aren't.