“We will not be beaten,” said Ethel.
“How could we be beaten—together?” said Lewisham. “For you I would fight a dozen worlds.”
It seemed a very sweet and noble thing to them under the sympathetic moonlight, almost indeed too easy for their courage, to be merely fighting the world.
“You ‘aven’t bin married ver’ long,” said Madam Gadow with an insinuating smile, when she readmitted Ethel on Monday morning after Lewisham had been swallowed up by the Schools.
“No, I haven’t very long,” admitted Ethel.
“You are ver’ ‘appy,” said Madam Gadow, and sighed.
“I was ver’ ‘appy,” said Madam Gadow.