"I see her face in the dark night when I'm on the watch, and her eyes speak to me just as yours do--Oh, so pleading.

Hush! There's some one coming.

Write the letter as if it was one of your own.
They wont hector you now.

I've taught 'em better manners.

Let me see 'em touch a hair of your head, and I'll finish 'em quick." As Derry spoke, he gave a thrust with his clenched fist as at an imaginary enemy.