She stood with her eyes fixed on her boy, and felt she needed all her courage to do that steadily.
"Horrors," said Reg, as the guard locked the carriage door, and the usual silence which precedes the blowing of the whistle ensued, "keep your eye on young Gedge, will you?
there's a good fellow." "I will, and I'll--" But here the whistle sounded, and amid the farewells that followed, Reginald went out into his new world, leaving them behind, straining their eyes for a last look, but little dreaming how and when that little family should meet again..