Now that he was returned, she met him with unconcern, and seemed intent on her work only, but this state of repose did not long continue.

Baneelon, eyeing the broken fish-gig, cast at her a look of savage fury and began to interrogate her, and it seemed more than probable that the remaining part would be demolished about her head had we not interposed to pacify him.

Nor would we quit the place until his forgiveness was complete, and his good humour restored.

No sooner, however, did she find her husband's rage subsided, than her hour of triumph commenced.

The alarm and trepidation she had manifested disappeared.