"Wait while I run up to him, and then I will come back and explain everything." "Uncle John!" said Cardo in bewilderment, as he saw through the doorway the graceful white figure flit up the narrow stairs.

"Uncle John! Can that be Captain Powell?
Of course, old Essec's brother, no doubt.

I have heard they are Pembrokeshire people." "Well, how is he getting on ?" said the old man, as Valmai entered blushing.
"Oh, all right, uncle! there isn't much of the fowl left, so I'm sure he enjoyed it." "That's raight, may gel, that's raight.

Now make him as comfortable as you can.

May jar of tobacco is down there somewhere, and there's a bottle of whisky in the corner cupboard.