But you shall hear all later on, as we sit by our fire at night.

I would hear all your tale of desolation and woe.

We, for our part, have no cause to love the French oppressors, whose ambition and greed seem to know no bounds.
Can you give us shelter by your hearth tonight?
Food we have of our own, since we find game in sufficient abundance in these forest tracks." As he spoke he unslung from his shoulders a fine young fawn which they had lately shot, and Humphrey made eager answer to the request for hospitality.
"Would that we had better to offer! But the homestead is burnt.

My brother lies sick of a fever in yon shed--a fever brought on by loss of blood and by anguish of mind.

I have been alone in this place with him hard upon a week now, and to me it seems as though years instead of days had passed over my head since the calamity happened." "I can well believe that," said the first speaker, whom his companion had spoken of as Julian.