Only it seems a little unfair that Providence should have made my back so much the broader.

Listen, Hester!" The full murmur of the sea growing louder and louder as the salt water flowed up into the creeks betokened the change of tide.

Faint wreaths of mist were rising up from over the shadowy marshland.

Above them were the stars.

He laid his hand upon her shoulder.
"Dear child!" he said, "I think that you understand how it is that the burden, after all, is easier for me.