Mrs. Lewis blinked at that and then laughed, truly laughed.

"To hear that from you! Oh Keith!" and she leaned- unexpectedly- kissed both his cheeks. "Darling boy. You were so jealous of us! But then, I was such a flirt, I suppose I still am. It was not entirely your fault. When I met Fin, I had no idea who he was. I'd been feeding him for a week or more, leaving scraps for him on the back step. They were very humble scraps, all the good food was going to the Germans and there was little enough on our table, but I wanted to be sure that he would have something to eat."