Mrs. Woodburn refrained.
"Kiss me, mother," sternly.
The mother obeyed.
"Shall you?" she asked.
"I shan't say," replied Boy.
She rose and went to the window.
Outside under the wood Mr. Silver, pipe in mouth, was sauntering round Ragamuffin's grave.
"He said I was afraid!" she muttered.
When her mother left the room, the girl went to the window.