"Oh Cyril I am glad" exclaimed Helen. "I feel far easier now, you'll take such care of father I know."
"Yes Helen I will" said Cyril folding Helen in his arms and kissing her forehead.
"Thank you Cyril" said Helen returning her lover's kiss.
Soon after Gladys and Mr. Palsey came in, and a merry farewell evening was spent, Cyril at the head of the fun.
Next morning Helen was up early toasting some bread for her father's breakfast; she made the table and room as cosy as she could and then waited her fathers coming down.
He came at last looking worn and pale but he enjoyed his meal and cheered up a little as he ate it.
"Now dear, is your portmanteau ready?" enquired Helen trying hard to keep back her tears.
"Yes dear quite" returned the father "and Cyril will meet me at the station you know."
"Yes he told me so" replied Helen.
"Well goodbye darling, keep a good heart and I'll be back on Thursday at the latest" said Mr. Winston.