"What do ye ca' it when ye stop bein' married?" asked Annie.
"A divorce," I said.
"And is there a feed at a divorce?" asked Jim with an interested expression.
"No, Jim; you are fed up before the divorce proceedings."
"Aw wud divorce him, Maggie," said Annie.
"It's difficult," laughed Margaret.
"Ye cud say he wudna gie ye a proper honeymoon," put in Gladys.
Annie sat down on my knee.
"Why did ye come back?" she asked.