‘You are right, of course,’ said Iseult. ‘I have been saying the same to anyone who will listen.’ She smiled at Gilly. ‘But my deciding to do this has been based on the reality of our situation. I have tried to steer clear of everything else.’
‘And so you should,’ replied Mac. ‘You go on doing what you are doing so remarkably well and leave the everything else to me.’
Mac stood up and he was less bent now that he was before; straighter somehow.
‘I must sleep now,’ he said, ‘indoors tonight and not outside under a pile of rotting rags.’ Mac looked at his friends.
‘Please don’t worry; this is not new evidence of an old mania.’
‘I hope not,’ said Gilly to himself. Iseult said the same thing in the same way.