There are moments when the simplest things put on the beauty and significance of rites, and this first eating together at the small table on the fire-lit hearth was one of such moments.

He saw that she did eat; and this care for her, and the reverence of his manner, so moved her, that at last tears rose and choked her, and to give her time and to hide his own feelings, he stood up and affected to get something from the fireside.
Before he turned again, the latch rattled and the door flew open.

The freezing draught that entered, arrested him between the table and the fire.

The intruder was Grio.

He stood an instant scowling on them, then he entered and closed the door.