"Why have we not thought of her?
Is she safe?
Where has the fire reached to?
God forgive me! I must surely be off my head! Husband, go for the child; she must be scared to death, even if naught worse has befallen her!" "I had not forgot the maid," answered the father; "but it is well she should be looked to now.

The fire has not crossed Thames Street.

Lady Scrope's house is safe yet a while; but unless things quickly improve, both she and the child should come hither.
"Make ready the best guest chamber in thy house, Gertrude, and thy husband and I will go and bring her hither.
"Come, lad, as thy mother saith, the child may be scared at the heat and the flames.

And my lady has many valuables to be rescued, too.

It would be shame that they should perish in the flames if these leap the street.