I knew that in the smile with which he pulled off his cap to "Mr.Halifax." "Now," said John, hastily smoothing his bed, so that my father might lie down, and wrapping his cloak round me--"you must both be very still.

You will likely have to spend the night here.

Jem shall bring you a light and supper.

You will make yourself easy, Abel Fletcher ?" "Ay." It was strange to see how decidedly, yet respectfully, John spoke, and how quietly my father answered.
"And, Phineas"-- he put his arm round my shoulder in his old way--"you will take care of yourself.

Are you any stronger than you used to be ?" I clasped his hand without reply.