She moved about now and then, and, as before, her footsteps making no noise, being as light as those of any animal of the forest.
The dusk came up to the door.

They heard the ripple of the creek, but could not see its waters.

Madam Johnson lighted a wax candle, and Colonel Johnson stopped suddenly.
"I have talked too much.

I weary you," he said.
"Oh, no, sir!" protested Robert eagerly.

"Go on! We would gladly listen to you all night." "That I think would be too great a weight upon us all," laughed Colonel Johnson.