I tell you what I'm going to do.

I've been along all the boats, and there's not one of them I could take without being heard except David Brown's canoe that is tied at the foot of his father's field.

I could get that, and I expect to be back here long before it's light.

If any one should come to the door asking for me, you say, like the other night, that I'm ill and can't see them." "Yes," said Christa, without exhibiting much interest.

Ann had been the _deus ex machina_ of the house since Christa's babyhood.