upon me this day; but the main of it was to check mother of her ways.
You understand, miss, how the women-folk go on in a house, till the
other women hear of it. And then out-of-doors they are the same as
lambs."

"It is most ungrateful and traitorous of you to your own mother to talk
so. Your mother spoils you, and this is all the thanks she gets! Wait
till you have a wife of your own, Master Daniel!"

"Wait till I am dead then I may, Miss Dolly," he answered, with a depth
of voice which frightened her for a moment; and then he smiled and said,
"I beg your pardon," as gracefully as any gentleman could say it; "but
let me see you safe to your own gate; there are very rough people about
here now, and the times are not quite as they used to be, when we were
a-fighting daily."

He followed her at a respectful distance, and then ran forward and
opened the white gate. "Good-night, Daniel," the young lady said, as
he lifted his working cap to her, showing his bright curls against the
darkening sea; "I am very much obliged to you, and I do hope I have not
said anything to vex you. I have never forgotten all you did for me, and
you must not mind the way I have of saying things."

"What a shame it does appear--what a fearful shame it is," she whispered
to herself as she hurried through the trees--"that he should be
nothing but a fisherman! He is a gentleman in everything but birth and
education; and so strong, and so brave, and so good-looking!"