Mother was pale and sweet and composed and dad, dreaming of youth and his own bridal day, looked very tenderly at this baby of his who had so swiftly and unaccountably grown up and was being married before he had realized that she was out of her cradle.

Just as Brook took his bride in his arms to kiss her Bold-and-Bad stalked in…a repentant Bold-and-Bad, carrying a large and juicy rat in his mouth which he laid down at Rae’s feet, with an air of atonement. A moment before everybody had been on the point of tears…but the tension dissolved in a burst of laughter and Rae’s wedding feast was as jolly as she had wanted it to be.

Nevertheless she found it hard to keep back her own tears when she turned at the door of her room for a farewell look. She recalled all the times she had left home before…but always to come back. Now she was going, never to come back…at least as Rae Gardiner. She would go out and shut the door and never open it again. She had finished with it and the happy, laughter-filled past that was linked with it. She clung to Pat.

“Darling, you’ll write me every week, won’t you? And I’m sure we’ll be home for a visit in three years at the latest.”

They were gone.

“I never saw Rae look so sweet and lovely,” sobbed Mrs. Binnie, her fat figure shaking. May was trying to squeeze out a few tears but Pat did not feel in the least like crying, though she thought her face would crack if she went on smiling any longer. She and Judy cleared up the rooms and washed the dishes and put things away. When Pat crept into the kitchen at dusk she found Judy sitting by a fire she had kindled.

“Oh, oh, I thought a bit av a fire wudn’t be amiss a could avening like this. The cats do be liking it. Ye know, Patsy, I’ve just been wishing poor ould Tillytuck was here, there in his corner, smoking his pipe. It…it wudn’t same so lonesome-like.”

It was odd to hear Judy talking of being lonesome. Pat sat down beside her on the floor, resting her head in Judy’s lap and pulling Judy’s arm around her. They sat so in silence for a long time, listening to the pleasant snap of the starting fire and the vociferous purring of the kitten Judy had snuggled at her side. Judy had always known how to make little creatures happy.