Outside , the wind shook the frail building and tore the shuddering sea to pieces .<br>The rain poured down .<br>It was already settling in for a night of storm .<br>But , inside , Young Si 's fire was casting cheery flames over the rude room , and Young Si himself was kneeling by Ethel Lennox with his arm about her and her head on his broad shoulder .<br>There were happy tears in her eyes and her voice quivered as she said , `` Miles , can you forgive me ?<br>If you knew how bitterly I have repented -- '' `` Never speak of the past again , my sweet .

Can we draw the following conclusion?
Stormy nights are best spent in the arms of a beloved partner, especially when the wind is shaking the frail building. 
It's impossible to say