She looked fixedly at the door, uttered a sigh, and went to her room, to sit thinking deeply of the duty she was called upon to perform, just as her love for Claude was fast growing.
Volume Two—Chapter Four.
In the Shadow.
“Don’t you think papa seems much better, Sarah?” said Claude one day.
She was busy in the store-room, playing the part of mistress at the Fort, and giving out sundry and domestic necessaries to the old servant, who was watching her intently, and leaning over her with a singularly intent look in her eyes which seemed to soften her hard countenance.
“Yes, my dear; it is some time since he has had a fit.”
“Let me see; you will want rice and more coffee.”
“And maccaroni,” said Sarah quietly.