hands with her, turned on his heel and walked quickly up the Row, doubtless to feast his eyes once more on his lady-love.
Pollyooly continued her course down the Row in a very contented frame of mind: to go out braced to the extravagance of spending, if need were, half-a-crown, and to earn three and sixpence was indeed splendid. They wandered for an hour along the banks of the Serpentine; they sat on its bank for another hour. Then the Lump said firmly that he was hungry.
She carried him out of the park; and they went by 'bus to Piccadilly. Then came the action of the day that needed true courage. She was resolved that the Lump should have a splendid birthday tea; and she was doubtful of the reception their clothes would procure them in a tea-shop. None the less she entered "The Retreat" with a very firm air.
The waitresses looked somewhat askance at her, but doubtless that firm air cowed them. On the other hand it may have been that the waitresses had not the heart to refuse sustenance to angel children. At any rate they sat down at a table in a corner and made their tea off a dream of chocolate éclairs and
