The pilot: a tale of the sea. By J. Fenimore Cooper.

'tt. UE PILOT 44-3
loflowed thetir sihiptmates into the (tourlt-ytard, thei
[root was ntt }eft to such ontly, as lnight be telit:le
the cigentlcnl of the invading plarty, and thte Iainily of Colonel Howa-,rd,
lartstable h:ad contittued t silent sinlee is senior
o0it ter had assumedtt the. cimmand, li'stening mtm ost
attentitvely to each syllable that ill frtom ither
si(e; bhut now that so f.w remained, antt the time
-pressed, She spok.e again........l<' t \we <arc to take )oat so soon0,'Mr. Grif ittbh, it
would be l t ly that (c lpreparationt s should h:be
made to receitve the ladies, who are to hollnour its
with their pes(ence shall I take that duty on. myself?"'lh{e arutl)t: proposal produced a uiniversal Isttrprise in his hearers t hou. r the abashed and eonisciotts explressio of Katherine Plowtden's featutres
sufitieintly itdilTated, th at to her, at least, it: was
not altog8ether unexpected.'IT'le long:silence that
sueee(lcded the question walts i:iterruptetdl by Colto
Ye are maste(rs; gentlemenl } hel yourselves
to whatever best suits yolur inclinations. A'My
\\dweltling, my goods, antl my wards, are alike a t
yomur disposal -':..or, perhlaps iss Aiss lice, here, good
atd \ind Miss Alice.)unlsclmet mally suit tihe tast' e
of some:amon.,g ye t Ali! Edward G(.riffith! Ed-f
war'd G.-. riff-ith! li ttle did I ever...:......
Breat1he not that ntame in levity again, thou
scoffer, or event your yretars may t:ioe at feestle proteetion!" said ta stern, Startlin voice firom behind
All eyes tiurnnted involuntarily at the untexpected
sounds, and the muscular fottrm of tbhe Pilot vwasq
seen resuming,1, its att it tude of repose againstt t ht
wall, tthour everty fibre of his fiame was worlking
with suppressied I as ).It)ain.
When the:t.'. asto-niished looks of'Gr1ilith ceased to