"I told Regie when we was still on the road that Uncle Dick wasn't there. Mother doesn't always go with father, but he said he'd run and see."
"We shall be ver'r late for luncheon," said Fräulein, hastily, blushing down to the onyx brooch at her turn-down collar, and drawing Mary away.
"Perhaps he left the half-penny with you," said Regie. "Fräulein would like to see it."
"No, no," said Fräulein, the tears in her eyes. "I do not vish at all. I cry half the night when I hear of it."
"I only cry when baby beats me," said Mary, balancing on one leg.
"I have not got the half-penny," said Rachel, the three elders studiously ignoring Mary's personal reminiscences.
The children were borne away by Fräulein, and the friends kissed and parted.
"I am coming to Wilderleigh to-morrow," said Rachel. "I shall be much nearer to you then."
"It is no good contending against Dick and fate," said Hester, shaking her finger at her. "You see it is all decided for you. Even the children have settled it."