'Eliza's husband is here,' he said.
'Art thee sure ?' asked Rachel, her face bright with joy.
'Yes, quite certain; he will be here soon.

Will thee tell her ?' Rachel went back into the kitchen, where Eliza was sewing, and, opening the door of a small bedroom, said gently, 'Come in here with me, my daughter; I have news to tell thee.' Eliza rose trembling, she was so afraid it was bad news.
'No, no! never fear thee.

It's good news, Eliza,' said Simeon, Rachel shut the door, and drew Eliza towards her.

'The Lord has been very good to thee,' she said gently.

'Thy husband hath escaped, and will be here to-night.' 'To-night!' repeated Eliza, 'to-night!' Then it seemed as if the room and everything in it swam round her, and she fell into Rachel's arms.
Very gently Rachel laid her down on the bed.