Jim's head in its while bandages came up from the cabin.
It wasn't their fault , Mrs Walker , he said. It was all mine
What are all those wooden shoes? said Bridget
What have you done to your head , Jim? said Mrs Walker. Have you had an accident? You were quite right not to sail if you were ill. But why didn't the children come home from Shotley by bus? And why didn't you telephone? A telegram didn't explain anything. And Daddy is probably waiting , wondering why there's nobody to meet him.