"I suppose we should take this wee one back up to the nursery. She's falling asleep in my arms." Mrs Hughes smiles at the little girl.

"It's so sweet to see you like this. It's sad that you didn't ever get to be a mum. You'd have been a good mum. You're very good with Miss Sybil, Elsie." Mr. Carson says sweetly.

"That's very sweet of you to say, Charles. Will you come with me and put Miss Sybbie down to sleep? Maybe we can have some tea after." Mrs Hughes requests of her friend.

"Of course Elsie. Let's get our little girl to bed. She looks tired." Charles whispers.

Elsie stands up and sets Sybbie on her hip. Charles follows Elsie out of the room and up the stairs to the nursery. Elsie lays Sybbie down in her cot and tucks her in using the pale pink blanket she has in the cot. Sybbie is already fast asleep. "Good night precious angel." Elsie whispers in the dark. She feels Charles' hand on her lower back.

"Come on, let's leave her to sleep. If we don't nanny won't be very happy with us." Charles leaves his hand on Elsie's lower back and leads her out of the room.

Charles softly closes the nursery door. "That was remarkably easy to get her to sleep. You did very well with her, Elsie." Charles breathes a sigh of relief.