I set you a poor example, Sadie, for I was clean crazed at first at the suddenness of it all, and at thinking of what your mother, who trusted you to me, would think about it.

My land, there'll be some head-lines in the _Boston Herald_ over this! I guess somebody will have to suffer for it." "Poor Mr.Stuart!" cried Sadie, as the monotonous droning voice of the delirious man came again to their ears.

"Come, auntie, and see if we cannot do something to relieve him." "I'm uneasy about Mrs.Shlesinger and the child," said Colonel Cochrane.
"I can see your wife, Belmont, but I can see no one else." "They are bringing her over," cried he.

"Thank God! We shall hear all about it.

They haven't hurt you, Norah, have they ?" He ran forward to grasp and kiss the hand which his wife held down to him as he helped her from the camel.
The kind grey eyes and calm sweet face of the Irishwoman brought comfort and hope to the whole party.