Myeerah had slipped from Isaac's arm and hesitated and hung back.

"Come," continued Betty, "I will stay with you, and you need not talk if you do not wish." Thus reassured Myeerah allowed Betty to lead her down stairs.

Isaac had gone ahead and was waiting at the door.
The big room was brilliantly lighted with pine knots.

Mrs.Zane was arranging the dishes on the table.

Old Sam and Annie were hurrying to and fro from the kitchen.Col.Zane had just come up the cellar stairs carrying a mouldy looking cask.