I held my watch down to the firelight and saw it was near eleven o'clock.

I felt drowsy, and had almost fallen asleep, when my uncle returned, carrying a lantern.

"Rayel is asleep," said he, in a whisper.

"Won't you come with me ?--it will not take long." "Certainly," said I, rising, and waiting for him to lead the way.

He put on his antique hat and threw a shawl over his shoulders.
"It's a chilly night," said he.