She could remember the lake and she had enjoyed more than anything seeing the swans and ducks swimming on it.
“Now what I thinks,” Dobson was saying, “is that heroes like him should be appreciated by us as stays at home. They be fightin’ enemies like the Russians and them Africans be always makin’ trouble.”
“I expects ’e’ll have a statue put up to ’im sooner or later,” Hannah commented.
“That’ll do him a lot of good when he’s under the sod,” Dobson remarked.
He pushed back his chair and rose from the table.
“All I can do is to see that he has the best dinner and the best wine. That’s what he deserves right enough.”
“I’ll most certainly take a peep over the banisters at ’im,” Hannah said. “I expects, Miss Lane, you’ll ’ave a good peep too.”
Zela smiled but did not answer.
She was
