He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. I dare say it will be chattered about for weeks. Weeks hurled past, weeks that turned into months. There's the grand laced coat he wore at his trial, which I intend for my wedding-dress. Scarcely any one noticed the full measure of her consternation. . " "'The thief cometh in the night, and the troop of robbers spoileth without,'" said Wood, who had a text for every emergency.