To her humiliation Jessamy found there were tears trickling down her cheeks. |
Through the open front door ran Jessamy, down the steps to where Kitto was sitting at the bottom with the pram beside him. |
Jessamy looked round her in a puzzled way, but there was nothing to see but the pale oblong of what looked like a star-pierced sky behind the bars of the nursery window. |
The old man heaved himself from the chair, seized Jessamy by her pinafore frill and marched her to the house. |