‘Well, Jerry,’ she said stoutly, when she had regained her composure and her dignity. ‘I cannot linger just at present, for I am on my way to talk to Sun and it is quite urgent.’ She hesitated, and added: ‘I suppose you will still be here when I come back?’
‘No, Hat, for I shall go along with you. I believe I can spare the time.’ He accompanied his words with a grin, and Hattie beamed back.
‘I, too, shall go,’ said Ambrose. ‘If I may.’
Secretly, Hattie was pleased to have the company. She thought that Sun might be more inclined to listen were she greeted with a delegation, rather than merely one mortal woman all alone. So she set off once more with Theodosius, Jeremiah and Ambrose, renewed in her determination to make Sun see a little sense.
She explained her errand along the way, and
