"You needn't." He stopped her. "I'll go across and get my overcoat and a quilt, and lock up there. It'll be all right. It'll be all right."
He reappeared with his overcoat on and the quilt a little rain-spotted. Mrs. Arb was wearing a long thick mantle.
"What's this?" he asked. "What's the meaning of this?"
"I couldn't leave you to sit up by yourself. I couldn't, really. I'm going to sit up too."
IX
SUNDAY MORNING
"She never came to you this morning?" questioned Mr. Earlforward with eager and cheerful interest.
"No. Did she to you?"