The next day he kissed her before going back to work. It was very early in the morning, and they were alone.
“You won’t fret, my boy!” she said.
“No, mother.”
“No; it would be silly. And take care of yourself.”
“Yes,” he answered. Then, after a while: “And I shall come next Saturday, and shall bring my father?”
“I suppose he wants to come,” she replied. “At any rate, if he does you’ll have to let him.”