Etheldene looked up in her husband’s face.
“Shall we have such a sky as that to greet our arrival on English shores?” she said.
Archie drew her closer to his side.
“I’m not quite sure about the sky,” he replied, shaking his head and smiling, “but we’ll have a hearty English welcome.”
And so they had.
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