You must away and take her with you." The large, sad-eyed man bent over the sleeping child and whispered: "Ester!" She awoke in a moment and cast a bewildered glance about the room, as a child will on being suddenly aroused.
"We must go," the father said, sadly.
She made no complaint, but, rising, with a feminine instinct common even in a girl of her tender years, adjusted her ruffled hood and dress.
They went out into the night, for the sun had long since set, and the far-off stars one by one opened their little eyes, until the heavens were glittering with diamonds.

They entered a small street in which there were numerous gardens, some being merely enclosures with stone fences.

Among these gardens and fences he saw a house the window of which was illuminated, and he looked through the open casement as he had done at the inn.

It was a cozy, whitewashed room, with a bed, a rude cradle, a few chairs and an old-fashioned matchlock hanging on a rack made of deer's antlers on the wall.

A plain table was laid for supper in the middle of the room, a wax taper burned on the mantel lighting up the interior of the Puritan's home.