1 He stood in the darkness expecting to hear her step.
2 Zeena made no reply: she did not seem to hear what he had said.
3 He listened for Zeena's step and, not hearing it, called her name up the stairs.
4 and she'll sleep in my bed, where I used to lay nights and listen to hear you come up the stairs.
5 Her husband, without stopping to hear the end of the phrase, had left the kitchen and sprung up the stairs.
6 She had not heard Ethan's call because she was sobbing and she did not hear his step till he stood close behind her and laid his hands on her shoulders.
7 As he lay there he could hear Mattie moving about in her room, and her candle, sending its small ray across the landing, drew a scarcely perceptible line of light under his door.
8 She had an eye to see and an ear to hear: he could show her things and tell her things, and taste the bliss of feeling that all he imparted left long reverberations and echoes he could wake at will.
9 Her companion, who was just coming back to the table with the remains of a cold mince-pie in a battered pie-dish, set down her unappetising burden without appearing to hear the accusation brought against her.
10 Once or twice, hearing sleigh-bells, Ethan turned his head, fancying that Zeena and Jotham might overtake him; but the old sorrel was not in sight, and he set his face against the rain and urged on his ponderous pair.