"There, there!" Mostyn said. "Once more—tight—tight! Hug me tight!"
The child obeyed. "Oo-ooh!" he cried, as he relaxed his tense pressure.
"Thank you—thank you!" Mostyn kissed him; then he was silent.
With one hand on Mostyn's cheek the boy leaned forward and peered into his face curiously.
"Why—why," he faltered, his little lips puckered sympathetically, "what is the matter?"