Safety and innocence fly with the light,
Temptation and danger walk forth with the night,’
instead of the music of that comforting hymn, there is sounding through my brain—
‘Tooty-loo-loo! Tooty-loo-loo! Tooty-loo-loo!’
or some such sinful tune as them there misguided young men and women waltz around to, with their heads on each other’s shoulders and their arms around each other’s waists in a way I can’t approve of. And so, honey, I think when you and Mr. Hereward leave here, I shall go home and try to get back my sober senses.”
“But you have enjoyed it, Aunt Sophie,” urged Lilith.
“That’s the worst of it, honey! I have enjoyed it too much! It is a temptation and a snare! A deluding snare.
‘Tooty-loo-loo! Tooty-loo-loo! Tooty-loo-loo!’
There I am again with the waltz whirling round in my old Methodist brain! Yes, honey, I am going home!”
“But, Aunt Sophie, you must go first with Mr. Hereward and myself to our home in ——. I know you would like to see for yourself where I am to live, so that you may be able to picture me in my home.”