You'd have been burnt alive in your bed but for me.

I threw up a handful of gravel at your window.

It must have woke you, didn't it ?" "Yes, yes, that was the sound that woke me; it seemed like a pistol going off.

You saved my life, Stephen.

It was very good of you to remember me." "Yes; there's men in my place who wouldn't have thought of anybody but themselves." "Can I do anything to ease you, Stephen ?" asked his wife.
She had seated herself on the grass beside him, and had taken his head on her lap, supporting him gently.