"Janey," she said, "let me have him to myself this evening."
All evening she had him to herself, out on the Cliff, in the place where nobody came but they.
"Well," he said, "what do you think of them?"
"I think they're adorable."
"Funny little beggars, aren't they? How did you get on with Janet?"
She told him.
"That's Janet's little way. To give you something of her own." He smiled in tender satisfaction, repeating the child's phrase.
"It's all right, Kitty. She's only holding herself in. You're in for a big thing."
She surveyed it.
"I know, Robert. I know."