'No doubt,' replied Rolfe absently.
After tea, a trio of little singers, one of whom was Hughie, gave the songs they had newly learnt with Mrs. Morton, she accompanying them on the piano. Rolfe sat in a corner of the room and listened, as always, with keen pleasure.
'One more,' he asked, when they were about to cease.
They sang that which he liked best——
Fear no more the heat o' the sun
After it there came a minute's silence; then Harvey rose.
'Say goodbye, Hughie; we must be going home.'
Hand in hand, each thinking his own thoughts, they walked homeward through the evening sunshine.