She dressed hastily, and went downstairs.
"That's right, my dear," Mrs.Barker, who was already busy in the kitchen, said.

"You look bonny, and like yourself." "How are my brother and Captain Whitney ?" Kate asked.
"I don't think Mr.Donald is awake, yet," Mrs.Barker replied; "but Captain Whitney has just gone out to the shed, with my husband and the surgeon." "Gone out to the shed!" Kate repeated, in astonishment.
"Yes, my dear.

That poor wretch out there is going fast.

He recovered consciousness about two hours ago.

The constable was sitting up with him.