They had hardly settled, when again the sepulchral roar was heard--"Parchment--parchment!" and down pattered and sailed another flock of documents: another followed: they whitened the grass.

Finally, the fire-headed imp, with his light body and horny hands, slid down the rope like a falling star, and (business before sentiment) proposed to his rescued brother an immediate settlement for the merchandise he had just delivered.
"Hush!" said Gerard; "you speak too loud.

Gather them up, and follow us to a safer place than this." "Will you come home with me, Gerard ?" said little Kate.
"I have no home." "You shall not say so.

Who is more welcome than you will be, after this cruel wrong, to your father's house?
"Father! I have no father," said Gerard sternly.

"He that was my father is turned my gaoler.