Midsummer's Eve

"Dear Frances," she said. "She is usually so busy. It's lovely to have her here.”

I was introduced to those members of the family who were present. Two of the girls were married-one living in Sussex, the other in the North. Flora, the daughter from the North, was staying in the house with her two children.

"The house is bursting at the seams," said Mrs. Cresswell, "but I admit to being not in the least displeased by that.”

Flora was a charming young woman and her two children were delightful. Joe's brother Edgar was a doctor with a practice not far off, and he just called in for dinner with his wife. I was most interested to meet Frances Cresswell.

She was very serious and it was obvious to me, even on our first meeting, that she had a purpose in life. She was rather like Joe with a look of her father.

"This is my sister Frances," Joe told me and there was pride in his eyes.

"I'm very glad to meet you," I said.

"And I you," she replied. "Joe has told me a great deal about you.”

Peterkin joined us. 'Frances is doing very good work," he said. "Frances, you are a wonder.”

"You wouldn't say that if you saw me sometimes," she replied. "I can really be a shrew.”

"I expect you have a lot to put up with. Frances runs a Mission in the East End of London, Annora.”

"A Mission?" I asked.

'That's what they call it. We try to do what we can for people who are unable to help themselves. There's a terrible amount of poverty in London, you know. The contrasts in big cities have to be seen to be believed.”

"What sort of things do you do?”

"We try to help people in trouble. We have kitchens where we dispense soup and bread to those who haven't enough to eat. We have beds for those who are homeless. We try to sort out their difficulties and do what we can. Alas, there is little we can do ... but we try.”

"I've been to help," said Joe. "It is very revealing. It can be upsetting but gratifying in a way just because one is doing something, however small.”

I was ashamed of my ignorance. London had always seemed to me especially grand and opulent even. I had seen poverty in the two Doreys. I knew of bad harvests and bad weather which prevented people's going fishing; I knew there were accidents in the mines which robbed a family of its breadwinner. But then there were squires like my father who would alleviate suffering. But in the vast city it would be different.

There, there were no squires, no benevolent landowner who looked on his tenants as his responsibility. There had to be people like Frances.

I wanted to hear more.

"I'll tell you what," said Joe. "If you are interested you could come down one day and see for yourself.”

"I should like that," I said.

"I've been," Peterkin told me. "It's depressing but it is something which people ought to know about. Don't you agree, Frances?”

"I certainly think people should know what is going on about them," said Frances.

"I'll come with you when you go," said Peterkin.

Just before we were going in to dinner, John Milward arrived. It was moving to watch the joy in Helena's face when she realized he was to stay for the week-end.

It was a very merry meal-quite different from those in the house in the square. Everyone seemed to be talking at once; they were a vociferous family, these Cresswells, and they all seemed to have different points of view on every subject and were determined to make themselves heard.

There was a great deal of argument and laughter.

Mrs. Cresswell lifted her eyes and smiled at me. "I'm afraid this is how it always is when the family gets together," she said.

Afterwards we played guessing games and charades. Then we all trooped back to a large room which was called "the play room.”

"This is where they played when they were children," said Mrs. Cresswell. "They still play here, if you ask me.”

There was a piano at one end of the room but no carpet on the floor, which was polished.

Joe sat down and played the piano and we all danced. Mr. Cresswell was my partner for a time. Although he was considerably quieter than his sons and daughter he seemed to enjoy everything.

"I hope you don't find us too exuberant, Miss Cadorson," he said.

"I'm enjoying it so much. They all seem to have a capacity for getting a lot of fun out of life.”

"They are a wonderful family in spite of their old sober sides of a father. Of course, it's my wife they take after more than they do me, which is a good thing.”

"I don't think that is entirely true," I told him. "They are all tremendously proud of you.”

"And I of them. I expect I sound like a doting old man to you.”

"No. I think all this is just what a home should be-and you are part of it.”

"What's that Joe is playing now? Sir Roger? You'll need a younger partner. Oh look.

Edgar is taking over from Joe. He doesn't play so well, but he'll be adequate. Joe will want to be your partner.”