Hearing footsteps on the stairs, she awoke, started up with a glad cry, and ran to the door, opening which she met her brother on the threshold.
'O, this is merry; I didn't expect 'ee!' she said.

'Ah, Roger--I thought it was John.' Her tones fell to disappointment.
The sailor kissed her, looked at her sternly for a few moments, and pointing to the infant, said, 'You mean the father of this ?' 'Yes, my husband,' said Edith.
'I hope so,' he answered.
'Why, Roger, I'm married--of a truth am I!' she cried.
'Shame upon 'ee, if true! If not true, worse.

Master Stocker was an honest man, and ye should have respected his memory longer.

Where is thy husband ?' 'He comes often.

I thought it was he now.