Madge and I were sitting at the west window.

Dorothy, in kindness to us, was sitting alone by the fireside in Lady Crawford's chamber.

Thomas entered the room with an armful of fagots, which he deposited in the fagot-holder.

He was about to replenish the fire, but Dorothy thrust him aside, and said:-- "You shall kindle no more fires for me.

At least you shall not do so when no one else is by.