She looked at him coldly and critically, and appeared to hesitate whether to proceed.

"Is it far ?" she asked.
"Not more than ten minutes now, as I shall go." "And you won't have to smell your way again ?" "No; it is quite plain now," he answered seriously, the young girl's sarcasm slipping harmlessly from his Indian stolidity.

"Don't you smell it yourself ?" But Miss Nellie's thin, cold nostrils refused to take that vulgar interest.
"Nor hear it?
Listen!" "You forget I suffer the misfortune of having been brought up under a roof," she replied coldly.
"That's true," repeated Low, in all seriousness; "it's not your fault.
But do you know, I sometimes think I am peculiarly sensitive to water; I feel it miles away.

At night, though I may not see it or even know where it is, I am conscious of it.

It is company to me when I am alone, and I seem to hear it in my dreams.