At nine o'clock that night, when we came out through the gates of the big, noisy station, the children were awaiting us. They had changed, they had grown. Biddy kissed me shyly, and stood staring up at me.
"We'll take you out to-morrow and show you how we can ride," said
Moreton.
Matthew smiled. He stood very close to me, with his hand through my arm.
"You're going to stay, father?" he asked.
"I'm going to stay, Matthew," I answered, "until we all go back to
America."….
End of Project Gutenberg's A Far Country, Book 3, by Winston Churchill