Can't you take me in to-night, George, only just to-night, and let me lie by the fire?
I'll go in the morning; but I know it's going to freeze, and I do dread the long cold hours so.

I have lain out two nights, now, and I had naught to eat all day.

Do'ee take me in, George; for old love's sake, do!" She was his own cousin, an orphan, brought up in the same house with him by his father.

Never very strong in her mind, though exceedingly pretty, she had been early brought to ruin by George.

On the birth of a boy, about a year before, the old man's eyes were opened to what was going on, and in a furious rage he turned her out of doors, and refused ever to see her again.