"You tell us why she kept you down there so long!"
Thus cornered, The Seraph raised his large eyes to our inquiring faces with great solemnity.
"She kept me," he said, "to cuddle me, an' to give me this—" he showed a white peppermint lozenge between his little teeth.
To cuddle him. Was the world coming to an end?
"Yes," he persisted, "she kept me to cuddle me, an' she was cwyin'—so there!"
Mrs. Handsomebody crying!
"It's about her dead brother, of course," said Angel. "That's why she cried."
"No," said The Seraph, stoutly. "He was a man, an' she was cwyin' about a little wee boy like me, she used to cuddle long ago!"