He kissed her gently and smiled. "Let's see if I remember how." He took his son carefully in his arms and stood up, staring into the wide-eyed face. The child had stopped wailing and was now gazing up at his father. Bill promised himself as he looked down at him that nothing, no one, was ever, ever going to hurt his son. Even come near him with less than honourable intentions. If he had to move his entire family out of England by boat in the dead of night, that was what he would do.