"You're a very sensitive little Mummy."
"I wonder, Addie, if I'm so strange ... because of a presentiment...."
"A presentiment?"
"Don't you believe in them?"
"I don't know ... I never have 'em...."
"Are you awfully matter-of-fact, Addie?... Or...."
"I don't know, Mamma...."
"No, you're not matter-of-fact.... It's very strange, but you have a magnetism about you which matter-of-fact people never have. You calm one. When I lean against you, I grow calmer.... Listen, listen to it blowing!"
"Yes, it's very stormy. Let's listen to it together, Mamma. Perhaps we shall hear something ... in the storm."
She looked into his eyes. His eyes were smiling. She did not know if he was serious or joking.