He told her about the boy who was so big and strong, and who could run and leap and swim and play cricket and football better than any other boy with whom he played.

When, warmed himself by the keen interest of the little girl, and seeing her beautiful black eyes beginning to glow, he too woke to the glory of the time; and all the treasured moments of the father's lonely heart gave out their store.

And the other father, thrilled with delight because of his baby's joy with, underlying all, an added pleasure that the little Stephen's interest was in sports that were for boys, looked on approvingly, now and again asking questions himself in furtherance of the child's wishes.
All the afternoon they sat in the garden, close to the stream that came out of the rock, and An Wolf told father's tales of his only son.

Of the great cricket match with Castra Puerorum when he had made a hundred not out.

Of the school races when he had won so many prizes.