Jump into my bed, and I will--" "No, it isn't me, mother, I am all right; it's--it's the girls.

I saw a light shining under their door, and I was so frightened.

Do you think it's a fire ?" Considering the awfulness of that which she feared, Anna was curiously deliberate and calm.

It did not seem to have struck her that her wisest course would have been to have first rushed in and roused her cousins, and have given them at least a chance of escape from burning or suffocation.

Now, too, instead of running with her mother to their help, she crept into the bed and lay down, apparently overcome with terror, though with her ears very much on the alert for any sounds which might reach them.