"Not unless we call them."
"Call them," he said. And, after a silence: "Dearest, will you not call them to us?"
"Oh, Clive! I have been calling. Now it remains with you."
"I did not hear you call them."
"They heard."
"Will they come?"
"I—think so."
"When?"
"Very soon—if you truly desire them," she whispered against his shoulder.