And your dog, by the fire, and your novel thrown on the floor;
And I know there will always be flowers when you are there,
And always a smile for me, when I open your door!
Malise-Robes
The address is good—10a, North Molton Street—
I’m clever at the trade, and doing well;
Haven’t a single cause for discontent!
Wilfrid is pleased: I’m safe: why mourn (you say)