“The second day it was.”
“You’re right, it was the second day. The first day I met you in the avenue I was leaning over the railings having a smoke, and you come along with a heavy bundle and asked me the way. I wasn’t in service at that time. Good Lord, how time does slip by! It seems like yesterday…. And after all those years to meet you as you was going to the public for a jug of beer, and ‘ere we are man and wife sitting side by side in our own ‘ouse.”
Esther had been in the “King’s Head” now nearly a year. The first Mrs. Latch had got her divorce without much difficulty; and Esther had begun to realise that she had got a good husband long before they slipped round to the nearest registry office and came back man and wife.
Charles opened the door. “Mr. Randal is in the bar, sir, and
