“Nay, he is safe at home, where I would I were,” sighed Kit.
Andy sighed at the thought of stealing through the great halls within.
Andrew, looking from the dull glimmer of his fire to that dead waste, sighed.
And they submitted to this without a murmur; but all sighed for salt!
Resting his head upon his hands, he looked upon them and sighed.
The girl watched him out ...