"Mr.Richards ?" Kate laid her hand on the girl's shoulder, and still stood silent and intent.

They could hear the door open, hear the voices of the Captain and his man Ogden; and then there was a shuffling of feet in the hall and up the stairs.
"They are helping him upstairs," said Kate, drawing a long breath.

"Yes, it is Mr.Richards." Eeny looked as if she would like to ask some questions, but her sister sat down again at the piano, and drowned her words in a storm of music.
Half an hour passed, nearly an hour, Miss Danton played on and on without ceasing, and then her father came back.

The girl looked at him quickly and questioningly, but his high coloured face was as good-humoured as ever.
"Playing away still," he said, "and Eeny's eyes are like two midnight moons.

Do you know it is half-past ten, Miss Eeny, and time little girls were in bed ?" Grace rose up, and put her work in her pocket.