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They were passing through the gate, Agnes skipping round her sister’s skirts, when Willie Price reappeared from the direction of the chapel.

‘Forgotten something?’ Mynors inquired of him blandly.

‘Ye-es,’ he stammered, clumsily raising his hat to Anna. She thought of him exactly as Agnes had done. He hesitated for a fraction of time, and then went up the yard towards the lecture-hall.

‘Agnes has been showing me her prize,’ said Mynors, as the three stood together outside the gate. ‘I ask her if she thinks she really deserves it, and she says she does. What do you think, Miss Big Sister?

Anna gave the little girl an affectionate smile of comprehension. ‘What is it called, dear?’

‘“Janey’s Sacrifice or the Spool of Cotton, and other stories for children,”’ Agnes read out in a monotone: then she clutched Anna’s elbow and aimed a whisper at her ear.

‘Very well, dear,’ Anna answered loud, ‘but we must be back by a quarter-past four.’ And turning to Mynors: ‘Agnes wants to go up to the Park to hear the band play.’