It seemed as if he dared not open them, lest the flood should burst forth and overwhelm us.
At nine o'clock Mrs.Tod came in with supper.

She had always something or other to say, especially since the late events had drawn the whole household of Rose Cottage so closely together; now, she was brim-full of news.
She had been all that evening packing up for poor dear Miss March; though why she should call her "poor," truly, she didn't know.

Who would have thought Mr.March had such grand relations?
Had we seen Lady Caroline Brithwood's coach that came that day?
Such a beautiful coach it was!--sent on purpose for Miss March--only she wouldn't go.
"But now she has made up her mind, poor dear.

She is leaving to-morrow." When John heard this he was helping Mrs.Tod, as usual, to fasten the heavy shutters.

He stood, with his hand on the bolt, motionless, till the good woman was gone.