But I could not help fancying, now, that it moaned of those who were gone; and instead of thinking that the sea might rise in the night and float the boat away, I thought of the sea that had risen, since I last heard those sounds, and drowned my happy home.

I recollect, as the wind and water began to sound fainter in my ears, putting a short clause into my prayers, petitioning that I might grow up to marry little Em'ly, and so dropping lovingly asleep.
The days passed pretty much as they had passed before, except--it was a great exception--that little Em'ly and I seldom wandered on the beach now.

She had tasks to learn, and needle-work to do; and was absent during a great part of each day.

But I felt that we should not have had those old wanderings, even if it had been otherwise.

Wild and full of childish whims as Em'ly was, she was more of a little woman than I had supposed.