Berry looked round.
"All women and children," he said, "will leave the Court."
"Piers, you will, won't you? For my sake. Oh, and don't forget you've got to get some sock-suspenders, because your left one comes down. And be very careful crossing the streets. Wait till there's a gap—always. And don't drink the water, will you? Don't even use it for your teeth. Daphne won't."
"That's right," said Berry. "Do as she does. Combine business with pleasure and clean them in a small Worthington."
"Oh, and lock your door at night. Just in case. And, Piers darling, I love you very much, and—and God bless you, dear, and I shall just wait and wait for you to come back again."
Hat in hand, Piers put her fingers to his lips.
"Good-bye, Madonna."
They kissed one another passionately.
The next moment the train was moving, and the Duke swung himself on to the step of the wagon lit.
Jill began to trot by his side….