It was the RIGHT thing to do—and so 'twas the only thing. There ain't no question in my mind about THAT.
My fire will give them my good-will and greeting—they will be gone before I come back, and my house will be mine once more.
Tonight I am sure it is keeping a tryst with the past."
I feel as if it concealed innumerable mysteries—as if I were surrounded by the wraiths of old generations of Four Winds people peering at me through that gray veil.
"Yes, red—to give warmth to that milk-white skin and those shining gray-green eyes of yours.
"I have a few books of father's—not many," she said.
"I hope you'll look on our bookshelves as your own," said Anne.
My only chance for earthly immortality is a corner in your Memoirs."
Anne looked about her with bright, appreciative eyes
