"With me," said Miggles.
"Lord love you; he trots round with me nights like as if he was a man." We were silent for a few moments, and listened to the wind.

Perhaps we all had the same picture before us--of Miggles walking through the rainy woods, with her savage guardian at her side.

The Judge, I remember, said something about Una and her lion; but Miggles received it as she did other compliments, with quiet gravity.

Whether she was altogether unconscious of the admiration she excited--she could hardly have been oblivious of Yuba Bill's adoration--I know not; but her very frankness suggested a perfect sexual equality that was cruelly humiliating to the younger members of our party.
The incident of the bear did not add anything in Miggles's favor to the opinions of those of her own sex who were present.

In fact, the repast over, a chillness radiated from the two lady passengers that no pine boughs brought in by Yuba Bill and cast as a sacrifice upon the hearth could wholly overcome.