There was smoke, but in a very modified degree.
"Robert," Ellen cried eagerly, when they had reached the kitchen, where all was quiet, "for God's sake, go and see what has become of your master.

We left him drinking in the parlour last night.

I've called to him again and again, but there's been no answer." "Don't you take on, mum; master's all right, I daresay.

Here be the gals and Mrs.Tadman coming downstairs; they'll take care o' you, while I go and look arter him.

You've no call to be frightened.