"My bridge is known in all the country-side," said Jack proudly, "and it may be that since I built it my name has come before them as that of an honest man, while there is no saying that they have at any time done aught to cause me in like manner to hear of them! It may be, that if they have not kept themselves so uprightly in the world as they should, they have kept an eye on my family, to get a lift onwards, if they should perchance come to need it, from such as can boast of as honest a name as any in the country. Such as go downwards in this world are verily soon lost to sight, while such as go up--why, the Scripture itself saith, 'A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid.'" And with this sententious adaptation of Holy Writ to his case, Jack turned the conversation, and plunged into an animated discussion of the storm and the damage it had done in the neighbourhood. "The child will cost you no trifle," remarked the miller, as he rose to depart. "She is a dainty little lady, whatever, and has in her countenance naught that betokens a lowly up-bringing, to my thinking." "That is true," said Jack; "but there have been good looks in my family before now, Master Evans, Maybe my own poor child would never have met with so untimely a death but for her fair face, which had always been wont to lead her into giddy ways." "Ah, she was fair indeed!" said the miller warmly, for all the village had loved the boatman's beautiful daughter, and had mourned her melancholy fate. "In sooth, neighbour Jack, I doubt not you are right glad to have this pretty little maid to take her place--and now I will bid you good-day--but it was the expense of the child I had in my mind."