Right glad I am.

You will have the little bed in the corner.
Keep your red cloak on, dear little heart, because the wind is blowing in cold here at nights, and you have been used to warm rooms.

I am well used to cold, and sickness, and discomfort." "But, Nance--" and then the terrible revelation had to be made, the truth had to be told, and then the loving arms were clasped round the sorrowful girl, and words of comfort and hope were whispered into her ear.

No reproaches, no cruel taunts here; nothing but the warmth of human sympathy, and the loving forgiveness of a tender pure woman.
In the early dawn, while Valmai still slept, Shoni's "yo-hoy!" was heard from the rocks, through which he was guiding his boat.

Nance opened her door, and, in the gray of the morning, the "big box" was brought in and safely deposited in the tiny bedroom, which it nearly filled.
"Good-bye," said Shoni.