Suddenly James turned.
"Jane!" he said.
The deaf woman never stirred.
"Jane!"
Still there was no response upon the enigmatic old face by the fireside.
"Jane!"
She turned slightly towards the voice.
"Get them photos from upstairs to show John," he bawled.
"What about boats?" she said.
"Photos!" roared her husband.
"Coats?" she quavered.