All of them laughed at this and Mrs. Reynolds cried a little more.
“Now you are my own boy again,” she laughed through her tears.
“You remind me, Mother, of Tennyson’s lines,” quoted Mr. Reynolds:
“Home they brought her warrior dead;
She nor swooned, nor uttered cry.
All her maidens, watching, said,
‘She must weep or she will die.’”
“It seems to more like Sawyer’s parody on Tennyson,” suggested Frances:
“Home they brought her sailor son,