“Eh—?” and Jim stooped, grinning at the smaller man.
Lilly was somewhat puzzled, but he had a certain belief in himself as a saviour. The two men tramped rather incongruously through the lanes to the cottage.
Tanny was in the doorway as they came up the garden path.
“So nice to see you! Are you all right?” she said.
“A-one!” said Jim, grinning. “Nice of you to have me.”
“Oh, we're awfully pleased.”
Jim dropped his knapsack on the broad sofa.
“I've brought some food,” he said.
“Have you! That's sensible of you. We can't get a great deal here, except just at week-ends,” said Tanny.
Jim fished out a pound of sausages and a pot of fish paste.