Her aunt had not yet left her room, and her uncle was out.
'Sit down,' she said--so kindly--and Robert sat down on the edge of a chair.

Then she left the room, but presently returned with a little brandy.

'There,' she said, offering the glass, 'that will do you good.' 'What is 't, mem ?' 'Brandy.

There's water in it, of course.' 'I daurna touch 't.

Grannie cudna bide me to touch 't,' So determined was he, that Miss St.John was forced to yield.