Perhaps that evening they might have got further into intimacy, but Harry had still something to do before he could feel himself free to take his enjoyment in the youthful companionship that had been so fortunately provided for him. "I’m very glad you’re to be here for a bit," he said. "There aren’t many young people about and it would have been a bit dull for me, though I should have tried my best to keep it from my mother and grandmother. I think I must go in and have a talk with Granny now, if you don’t mind. I haven’t seen her alone since I came back." But apparently Mrs. Brent had decided that there was to be no talk between those two alone, as long as she could prevent it. Lady Avalon and Sidney said good night soon after ten o’clock, and when they had gone Mrs. Brent said: "Come out for a little with me, Harry dear. It’s quite warm, and I don’t even want a wrap. If you’re tired, as I expect you are, you can go straight to bed when we’ve just had a little stroll." Lady Brent sat like a sphinx. Harry said: "All right, mother. But I’m not tired. We’ll go out for ten minutes and then I’ll have a little talk with Granny." Directly they were in the garden, Mrs. Brent said in a querulous tone: "Why should you want to have a talk with her? She took you away from me a lot when you were a child, but now it’s different. She ought not to have any more authority over you than I have." Harry laughed at her. "Authority!" he echoed. "I don’t feel like anybody having much authority over me now, little mother." He spoke tenderly, but there was a hint of impatience in his tone, which she detected. "I’m sure I don’t want to direct you in any way," she said. "I only want to feel that you’re mine now that you’ve grown up, and not hers. Nobody in the world loves you as much as I do. I suppose you’ll marry some day, and I shan’t grumble at that when the time comes. But until then I want to feel that you and I are all in all to one another." He answered only her reference to his grandmother. "You’re my mother," he said. "In one way you’ve always been more to me than Granny. But I owe her a good deal, and I mustn’t forget it. I haven’t done much for her since I went away. Now that I’ve got what I wanted, and have come back again, I want to make up for that—to both of you." "It was very cruel of you to cut yourself off from us as you did, Harry," she said. "You needn’t have done it. Even she wouldn’t have prevented you doing what you wanted to do, when once you’d done it." "We needn’t talk about that," he said, decisively. "It’s all over now. It’s what I want to tell her. You must let me have a little talk with her when we go in, please, mother." "You mean you want me to go to bed while you sit and talk to her alone. Why should you want that? Why shouldn’t I be there too?"