Mrs. Egerton.
(Half to herself)
The stars are so low down, so beautiful;
And the world so full of joy. Isn't it strange?
To-day we're here and to-morrow somewheres else.
(She stops by the bedroom door and stands looking in)
Nurse.
He's so your boy.
Mrs. Egerton.
Yes, yes.
Nurse.
And he loves you so.
It's always 'mother' when he speaks at all;
You and the mill.