Everything there was just as she had known it for weeks.

The great stone face seemed to smile in the last rays of the setting sun.

Mrs.Cliff came to meet her, her face glowing with smiles, and Ralph threw his arms around her neck and kissed her, without, however, saying a word about that sort of thing having been omitted in the ceremony of the afternoon.
"My dear Edna," exclaimed Mrs.Cliff, "from the bottom of my heart I congratulate you! No matter how we look at it, a rare piece of good fortune has come to you." Edna gazed at her for a moment, and then she answered quietly, "Oh, yes, it was a fine thing, no matter what happens.

If he does not come back, I shall make a bold stroke for widowhood; and if he does come back, he is bound, after all this, to give me a good share of that treasure.

So, you see, we have done the best we can do to be rich and happy, if we are not so unlucky as to perish among these rocks and sand." "She is almost as horrible as Ralph," thought Mrs.Cliff, "but she will get over it.".