Sally is a friend of mine.

We'll get some breakfast and then we'll go and find her." He carried me through the open door of his office and set me down at his desk.

The cold air of the night had chilled me and I was shivering.
"You sit there and I'll have a fire going in a minute and get you warmed up." He wrapped me in his coat and went into the back room and built a fire in a small stove and brought me in and set me down beside it.

He made some porridge in a kettle while I sat holding my little hands over the stove to warm them, and a sense of comfort grew in me.

Soon a boy came bringing a small pail of fresh milk and a loaf of bread.