She pleased herself with two or three, and then the others were carefully put back again; and she stood to watch the fastening up of the box as it was before.
"It will be safe here ?" she said to the miller.
"Safe enough!" he answered.

"There's nobody here 'll want to pry open these here books, agin this night." "And will the other things be safe ?" said Miss Cadwallader, who had come up the hill again in despair.

The miller glanced at her.
"Safe as your hair in curl-papers.

You can be comfortable.

Now then -- " The sun was not far from the mountain tops, when at last Miss Lizzie stood again at the water's edge with her volumes.