Mrs.Phillips would be delighted to hear that she had gone.

For the matter of that, she would tell her--when next they met.
Phillips must have seen her getting off the bus, for he came forward at once from the other side of the gate, his face radiant with boyish delight.

A young man and woman, entering the park at the same time, looked at them and smiled sympathetically.
Joan had no idea the park contained such pleasant by-ways.

But for an occasional perambulator they might have been in the heart of the country.
The fallow deer stole near to them with noiseless feet, regarding them out of their large gentle eyes with looks of comradeship.

They paused and listened while a missal thrush from a branch close to them poured out his song of hope and courage.