He went out of the room, slamming the door behind him, and a little while later, they heard him leaving the house.
"Wait, daughter," said Mrs. MacDermott, taking hold of Eleanor by the hand. "Don't fret yourself, daughter, dear. I lived with his father!..."
"But he always had his own way. You told me so yourself."
"Yes, that's true, but John has some of my blood in him, and my blood clings to its home. Content yourself a wee while!"
V
He met Uncle William crossing the Square, and suddenly he realised how old Uncle William was, and how tired he looked.
"Come a piece of the road with me," he said, putting his arm in his Uncle's. "Eleanor and me have just have a fall-out, and I want to walk my anger off. I'm going back to London to-night!..."
"You're going soon, aren't you?"
"Yes. I had a telegram from the office a while ago. Eleanor doesn't want to go home. She wants to stay here!"
"Aye, she's well content with us!"