"No Davenant yet could ever keep out of mischief, and Walter is no exception.
However, fortunately for us, we generally get out of scrapes as easily as we get into them." "Not always, Fergus," she said, shaking her head.
"No, not always, mother; but exceptions, you know, prove the rule." "Well, Godfrey, do you want to go ?" he asked the younger boy, who had risen from the table, and was looking eagerly at him.

"Of course you do; but, mind, you must keep close to me.
"Ah, Father John!" he broke off, as an ecclesiastic, muffled up to the throat in wrappings, entered the room.

"Are you going down, too ?" "Assuredly I am, Fergus.

You don't think a trifle of wind would keep me from doing my duty ?" In another two minutes, the two men and Godfrey sallied out.

They staggered as the wind struck them, and Godfrey clung to his father's arm.
Not a word was spoken as they made their way down the steep descent to the village, which consisted of about a dozen fishermen's huts.