"Oh, Kate!" I exclaimed through my tears, "Cornelius is burning his drawings!"
"Is he?" was her calm reply.
"He turned me out, pray go and prevent him."
"Is there a great quantity of them?" she asked.
"Three large portfolios and a little one."
"That must make quite a heap."
"You might save a few by going now, Kate."
"He will be some time about it," she musingly observed; "better delay the tea a little."
"Kate, they will be all burned if you don't go."
"I hope he will be careful," said Miss O'Reilly, a little uneasy; "I hope he will not set the chimney on fire."