'Why don't you want to go?'
'Well, there's a good many things. I shouldn't mind so much, you know, if you was coming as well.'
Again she laughed.
'That's as much as to say, Jack, you'll be sorry when there's no jam. It isn't me, not it!'
'Don't be so sure. I shall come and see you often enough, and not for jam, either. You're always jolly with me. And I don't see why you can't come as well. Father 'ud like you to.'
Totty regarded him with a smile for an instant, then asked, carelessly:
'How do you know that? As if it made any difference to your father!'
'But he's said he wished you was coming. He said so day before yesterday.'
'Nonsense! Now get off to bed. He'll be back, and we shall both get scolded.'
Jack drew to the door, but Totty recalled him.