He laughed slyly, looking in Stephen's face, repeating: --By hell, I'm delighted with that name. "Don't they do enough?" I demanded in a lower tone, while the children, having smiled and nodded and kissed hands to us, resumed their exhibition. But it was in sight of nothing now--my visitor had vanished. The daylight without was already failing and, as it fell slowly through the dull red blinds, it seemed that the sun of the last day was going down and that all souls were being gathered for the judgement.