She stands at the window watching the flames devouring all else opposite, and it is hot enough there well nigh to singe the hair on her head; but she laughs and chuckles the while, and says the most horrible things.

I cannot bear to go anigh her; and yet I cannot leave her alone.
"O father, father! come and get her away.

She seems like one made without the power of fear.

The more that others are affrighted, the more she seems to rejoice!" Dorcas and her father and brother were in the narrow entry upon which the back door of the house opened.

This alley led right down to the river, where the boat was moored under the charge of the two shopmen.