At least your signal told me where to ride." At length he waved his hand.
"They're safe over there," said he.

"Think of the children!" "Yes, and you gave me my one chance.

Why ?" "I don't know.

I suppose it was because I am a brute!" The bitterness of his voice was plain.
"Come, we must go to the wagons," said Molly at length, and would have risen.
"No, not yet.

The burned ground must cool before we can walk on it.