Chapter 13

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌⁠He was standing immediately inside the door at the bottom, though it was so dark she could hardly see him. The villagers were audibly talking just without.

'He's sure to come, rathe or late,' resounded up the spiral in the vocal note of Hezzy Biles. 'He wouldn't let such a fine show as the comet makes to-night go by without peeping at it,—not Master Cleeve! Did ye bring along the flagon, Haymoss? T