The wing allotted to her and her husband had never seemed so lonely.

At last she got up, put on her dressing-gown, and went down-stairs.

Her father, who slept lightly, heard her descend, and came to the stair-head.
"Is that you, Grace?
What's the matter ?" he said.
"Nothing more than that I am restless.

Edgar is detained by a case at Owlscombe in White Hart Vale." "But how's that?
I saw the woman's husband at Great Hintock just afore bedtime; and she was going on well, and the doctor gone then." "Then he's detained somewhere else," said Grace.

"Never mind me; he will soon be home.