"Shall I wait for you here or outside ?" Mercy glanced distrustfully at Ignatius Wetzel.

He was again absorbed in his endless examination of the body on the bed.

If she left him alone with Mr.Holmcroft, there was no knowing what the hateful old man might not say of her.

She answered: "Wait for me outside, if you please." The sentinel drew back with a military salute at the sight of the pass.
All the French prisoners had been removed; there were not more than half-a-dozen Germans in the kitchen, and the greater part of them were asleep.

Mercy took Grace Roseberry's clothes from the corner in which they had been left to dry, and made for the shed--a rough structure of wood, built out from the cottage wall.