"I—I'm awfully sorry. I thought you'd forgotten."
"I never forget a promise."
"No, of course not! That is—I mean—I thought—hang it all, I was an idiot!" He flung Noah's patriarchal oak into the box. "But when I saw that fool of a Pennington—"
"He's not a fool. I don't see why you should call him names. And hadn't you better hurry? We're obstructing the pavement."
"This—er—lady in the blue dressing-gown won't go in."
"I'll take her," volunteered the Atom.
Nell looked down into his face and laughed.
"Oh, that's all right!" he exclaimed, relieved.
"I say," Denis and Molly reappeared, coming back to look for them, "aren't you ever coming?"
Ted, once more clasping the newspapered Noah's ark and other toys to the bosom of his fashionable coat, walked on.