I've had a very long and fatiguing drive this stormy night." He sat down to the table and fell to work with an appetite.

Old Sally waited upon him, and gazed at his performance with admiring eyes.
"Won't your young lady want something, Guy ?" his mother asked, presently.
"Let her fast a little," replied the doctor, coolly; "it will take some of the unnecessary heat out of her blood.

I'll fetch her her breakfast to-morrow." Mrs.Oleander upon this retired at once, and the doctor, after smoking old Peter's pipe in the chimney-corner, retired also.
Then the old man hobbled upstairs to bed, and Sally, after raking out the fire, and seeing to the secure fastening of doors and windows, took up her tallow candle and went after him.
Outside the door of the poor little captive she paused, listening in a sort of breathless awe.

But no sound came forth: the tumult of wind, and sea, and rain had the inky night all to themselves.
"She's asleep, I reckon," said old Sally, creeping away.

"Poor little, pretty creeter!" But Mollie was not asleep.