'I haven't got the money--and you always say, when you write, you haven't any either.' 'I'll find some for that.

I can't have you scared like this.' But, though his tone was vehement, it was not particularly affectionate.

He was horribly discomposed indeed, could not get the terrible image out of his mind.

But as he went on with his supper, the shock of it mingled with a good many critical or reproachful thoughts.
Why had she persisted in staying on in Langdale, instead of going to her father?
All that foolish dislike of her stepmother! It had been open to her to stay in her father's farm, with plenty of company.

If she wouldn't, was _he_ to blame if the cottage was lonesome?
But as though she divined this secret debate she presently said: 'I went to Keswick last week.' He looked up, startled.