'Sweetest picture I've seen for ages.'
A voice said:
“Hollee! Mais enfin—qu'est-ce que tu fais la—danser, le dimanche! Viens, donc!”
But the children came close to old Jolyon, knowing that he would save them, and gazed into a face which was decidedly 'caught out.'
“Better the day, better the deed, Mam'zelle. It's all my doing. Trot along, chicks, and have your tea.”
And, when they were gone, followed by the dog Balthasar, who took every meal, he looked at Irene with a twinkle and said:
“Well, there we are! Aren't they sweet? Have you any little ones among your pupils?”
“Yes, three—two of them darlings.”
“Pretty?”
“Lovely!”