Run up and start it at once . Do n't mind about me . I tumbled down those pesky stairs like the awkward old fool I am and I 've broke my leg and hurt my back so bad I ca n't crawl an inch . I 've been lying here for three mortal hours and they 've seemed like three years . Hurry with the light , Mary Margaret . '' Mary Margaret hurried . Soon the Big Dipper light was once more gleaming cheerfully athwart the stormy harbour . Then she ran back to her uncle . There was not much she could do for him beyond covering him warmly with quilts , placing a pillow under his head , and brewing him a hot drink of tea . `` I left a note for Mother telling her where I 'd gone , Uncle George , so I 'm sure Uncle Martin will come right over as soon as they get home . '' `` He 'll have to hurry . It 's blowing up now ... hear it ... and snowing thick . If your mother and Martin have n't left the Harbour Head before this , they wo n't leave it tonight . But , anyhow , the light is lit . I do n't mind my getting smashed up compared to that . I thought I 'd go crazy lying here picturing to myself a vessel out on the reefs . '' That night was a very long and anxious one . The storm grew rapidly worse , and snow and wind howled around the lighthouse . Uncle George soon grew feverish and delirious , and Mary Margaret , between her anxiety for him and her dismal thoughts of poor Nellie tied in her chair over at the Little Dipper , and the dark possibility of her mother and Uncle Martin being out in the storm , felt almost distracted . But the morning came at last , as mornings blessedly will , be the nights never so long and anxious , and it dawned fine and clear over a white world .
Mary Margaret ran XXXXX the shore and gazed eagerly across at the Little Dipper .
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