Merry bows. "The honor is mine, Marian," he says.

(He says it a bit like it's a phrase he has learned, rather than a phrase he completely understands, but then that's exactly what it is.)

"Are we going now, Mama?" Susan asks.

"Yes, I think we will," Amy says, getting up out of the floor. Marta, I'll have them back to you later this afternoon."

Amy sweeps Merry up into her arms. "Goodness, but you're getting big," she says.

Susan reaches for Marian's hand. "I will walk with Marian," she announces.