"In bed ?" "Didn't you meet him?
He went out five minutes ago--I couldn't keep him--to look for his brother, he said." Taffy drank a cupful of tea, took up a crust, and made for the door.
"Go to bed, dear," his mother pleaded.

"You must be worn out." "I must see how the works have stood it." On the whole, they had stood it well.

The gale, indeed, had torn away the wire table and cage, and thus cut off for the time all access to the outer rock; for while the sea ran at its present height the scramble out along the ridge could not be attempted even at low water.

But from the cliff he could see the worst.

The waves had washed over the building, tearing off the temporary covers, and churning all within.