midday on
Saturday
Philip had lost all confidence in his fellows . Saturday night was cold and raw . Philip suffered horribly . From midday on Saturday till he dragged himself wearily to Athelny 's house he ate nothing . He spent his last twopence on Sunday morning on a wash and a brush up in the lavatory at Charing Cross . When Philip rang a head was put out of the window , and in a minute he heard a noisy clatter on the stairs as the children ran down to let him in . It was a pale , anxious , thin face that he bent down for them to kiss .