He listened while she talked, and he felt at peace with the world. She need never know, he told himself. It would never happen again. He had had a narrow escape, and he had learned his lesson.
"Well, here we are," he said, as he pulled up outside the bungalow. "Take
a look at the garden. How's that for hard work? And don't miss the gate. It works now."
"Darling. I think I'd better go away again after all," Ann said, standing at the gate and looking at the weedless garden, the close-cut lawn and the clean-cut edges. "It looks wonderful, and the windows have been cleaned."
"Just part of the service," Ken said, as he struggled with her luggage getting it out of the car.
Ann gave a sudden exclamation.
"Oh, Ken, you darling! Is this your big surprise? How lovely!"
Ken followed the direction of her pointing finger.
On the doorstep, its bulging eyes looking fixedly at Ken, was a fawn Pekinese.
The End