Then bidding them all good-night, she went upstairs.

Mr.Wood turned to Mr.Maxwell.

"You're going to stay all night with us, aren't you ?" "So Mrs.Wood says," replied the young man, with a smile.
"Of course," she said.

"I couldn't think of letting you go back to the village such a night as this.

It's raining cats and dogs--but I mustn't say that, or there'll be no getting you to stay.