"Maybe."
"If it is, we will take our boots off an' sit down, won't we?" And she laughed like a girl.
"If there are boots in the next world," I said, "there will be cobblers, and you wouldn't want our old man to be a cobbler to all eternity?"
"You're right," she said, "nor afther spending seventy-five years here without bein' able to take my boots off an' walk on a nice lawn like this wud I care to spend eternity without that joy!"
"Do we miss what we've never had?"
"Aye, 'deed we do. I miss most what I've never had!"
"What, for instance?"
"Oh, I'll tell ye th' night when we're alone!"
We walked around the Tower and ventured once beneath the branches of a big tree.
"If we lived here, d'ye know what I'd like t' do?"