"He may be thankful it's no worse." James was now helped to his feet.
"I am all right," he repeated to Mr.Wilks, "except that I feel as if I had a hot iron round my body.

That rope has taken the skin off all round me, I fancy, and doesn't it smart, just, with the salt water!" "Oh, James, how could you do it ?" a girl's voice said suddenly.
The fishermen drew aside, and Aggie Linthorne pressed forward.
The squire had gone into her schoolroom and had said: "Mrs.Walsham, I think you had better give up your lessons for the morning, and get home.

It is blowing a gale now, and we shall probably have the rain down before long.

I will walk down with you.

The wind is dead on the shore, and it will be a grand sight." Aggie at once set her mind on going, too; but the squire refused, until Mrs.Walsham suggested that, if it came on wet, Aggie could stop at her house until it cleared up, or, if necessary, till morning.