He mentioned where they were, and made a few remarks about them.
'If there's anything I can do to help you,' said Totty, looking at Jack's distant figure, 'you'll tell me, I know. There might be some sewing. I've got plenty of time. Window blinds, and those things.'
'Well, I've made arrangements about all that with the landlady,' Bunce replied, in some embarrassment. 'I thank you very much, Miss Nancarrow, all the same.'
'That's too bad of you. You knew very well I'd have been glad to help. Tell your father he's very soon forgetting his old friends, Nelly.'
She drew the child to her as she spoke, and kissed her cheek.
'You know very well I shan't do that, Miss Nancarrow,' said Bunce, glancing at her. 'Whoever else, I'm not likely to forget you.'
'I'm not so sure of that. Are you, Nelly?'
He said nothing. Totty let her eyes catch a glimpse of his face. He was looking down, and again grubbing up grass.
'I shall be very sorry if you don't come and see the children sometimes,' he mumbled. 'Or at all events, I hope they can come and see you.'
'Shall you still work at the same shop?' Totty asked, paying no attention to the last remark.