"I'm all right now. Everything seems to have cleared. I'll tell Roddy everything to-morrow, Lizzie dear."
"Come and see me as soon as ever you can, won't you?"
"I will."
Rachel said good night. She held Lizzie's shoulders.
"Lizzie, you're wonderful. Don't think I don't know how wonderful you are. I'll never forget what you've been to-night. And if it's all right to-morrow. Oh! I am going to be happy."
"That's all right," said Lizzie. "Don't go and get frightened again."
"I'll never be so frightened as I was to-night—never."
"I'm afraid you've got dreadfully wet," she said to the cabman.
"It don't matter, mum—but it does come down."
Lizzie stood in the doorway and waved her hand.