The daughters of Lady Douglas reflected her ladyship's cool intrepidity.
With tears in her eyes, Mary Douglas viewed the smoking mass where she had passed so many happy hours.

Captain Charles Douglas, knowing well the tenor of his sister's poetic nature, kindly and encouragingly exclaimed, "Never mind, Mary dear; thank heaven no lives are lost.

We will soon be united." Those simple words had the desired effect.

The tender hearted maiden at once saw the ingratitude of her murmurs, and felt deeply thankful for her brother's gentle reproof.
Lady Rosamond, if possible, had stronger claims upon the heart of Mary Douglas and the entire household.

She had wrought with a determination to do what she could--aye, more than she could.