At any rate, I'm going to have a cup of tea.

What's this smell ?" On the stove stood a pool of something which looked like liquid silver, and proved to be the remains of the best tea-pot.

At any other time Dotty would have felt very sorry; but now the accident seemed a mere trifle, when compared with the staying away of the sun.

Who could tell "if ever morn should rise ?" Even Miss Polly, with her constitutional gloom, was not just now so miserable as Dotty, and never dreamed that it was anything but sleepiness which made the little girl so sober.

Dotty was not a child who could tell all the thoughts which troubled her youthful brain.
"Well, well," said Polly, giving another inquiring glance at the sky; "not a streak of daylight yet! I'll tell you what it is, Dotty; we might as well go to bed." But hark! As she spoke there was a loud report as of a pistol.