Then the young despot turned upon the driver.

"Wait till Uncle James hears; he'll come down on you." "My lands!" said Billy, unbuckling a trace, "I'll just say, I'm sorry; and the Squire he'll say, don't let it happen again; and I'll say, yes, sir." "Yes, until Aunt Ann hears," said Leila, and turned to John.

His attitude of utter helplessness touched her.
"Come into the house; you must be cold." She was of a sudden all tenderness.
Through an outside winter doorway-shelter they entered a hall unusually large for an American's house and warmed by two great blazing hickory wood-fires.

"Come in," she cried, "you'll be all right.

Sit down by the fire; I'll be down in a minute, I want to see where Aunt Ann has put you." "I am much obliged," said John shivering.