Ellen felt him tremble, and heard his voice quiver when he spoke.

She felt towards her father something she had never felt before--an impulse of protection.

She felt the older and stronger of the two.

Her grasp on his hand tightened, she seemed in a measure to be leading him along.
When they reached the yard between the houses Andrew cast an apprehensive glance at the windows.

"Has she gone ?" he asked.
"Who, the dressmaker ?" "Yes." "She hadn't when I came out.