hen he couldn't give her one she tried vainly, by squeezing down into the bottom of her berth and do

crept in everywhere. Her breath was quite visible and she blew into the air with a na?ve enjoyment. Seated in the diner she stared out the window at white hills and valleys and scattered pines whose every branch was a green p

surging rush of energy and wondered if she was feeling the bracing air

, ye winds

ng I w

exultantly

inquired the p

'Brush

e train - three - four; came a succession of white-roofed houses, a glimps

rosty station before she saw three fu

e she

ally C

rol dropp

H

of thirty who looked like an amateur knocked-about model for Harry, and his wife, Myra, a listless lady with flaxen hair under a fur automobile cap. Almost immediately Sally Carrol thought of her

ession of snowy streets where dozens of little boys we

rrol, "I want to do

kids. But

ch a circus!" she

ho was like an egg, and who kissed her - these were Harry's parents. There was a breathless indescribable hour crammed full of self-sen

looked as if they had been read - some - and Sally Carrol had an instantaneous vision of the battered old library at home, with her father's huge medical books, and the oil-paintings of her three great-uncles, and the old couch that had been mend

anded Harry eagerly. "Does it surprise

said quietly, and reac

s he seemed to extort

you like it? Can you f

ll have to give me time. You ca

cigarette with a s

ll right, but you'll find it a little different here. I mean - you'll notice a lot of things that'll seem to you sort of vulgar display at first, Sally C

se," she

obs while they were doing the founding. For instance there's one woman who at present is about t

ed, "did you s'pose I was goin

ither. It's just that - well, a Southern girl came up here last summer

n unjustly spanked - but Harry evidently considered the subj

e they're building new that's the first they've had since eighty-five. Buil

ndow pushed aside the heavy Tu

little boys makin' a snow man! Harry, d

Come here

window rather

limate, is it? I mean, it makes you so y

tion for the first week you're here,

lows, "I sure do feel confused. I haven't got an idea whether I'll like it or not

ftly, "if you'll just tell

uating herself into his arms in her own peculi

eling for almost the first time in

d to do most of the talking while the girls sat in a haughty and expensive a

year, and Junie Morton - he and the red-haired fellow next to him were both Yale hockey captains; Junie was in my class. Why, t

ked Sally Carr

t you

eard th

rthwest, and one of the great

denly to a voi

to introduce us. My

Carrol Happer," sh

arry told me yo

a rel

m a pro

she la

. You're from the

rleton,

something in them that these other eyes lacked, some quality of appreciation. They

men who danced with conscious precision and seemed to take it

y being engaged made me older than they ar

d. One young man after getting well started on the subject of Sally Carrol's eyes and, how they had allured him ever since she entered the room, went into a violent convulsion when he found sh

Patton cut in on her and sugg

inking cheerily, "how's

us Dan McGrew? Sorry, but he's the

d to enj

fessor of literature I'm not suppose

ou a n

ted from Harvard to teach Frenc

ndred an' sixty-four

it h

h. Sur

all

t I look as if I wer

the window a minut

n' everythin' quiet outside an' sometimes I look out an' see a

d apprec

en North

s in Asheville,

they?" suggested Patton, in

ted. This had bee

! They're

ha

flus

nt it. You see I always think of people a

h are

o are most Southern men an

's Ha

ly. All the men I've to-

certain conscious masculini

ust look at people an' say 'canine' or 'fe

d to have a theory about these peo

ha

you know. Very gradually getting gloomy and mela

ook he

rigidity. They're righteous, narrow, and cheerless, w

smiles

because the climate is very much like their own, and there's been a gradual mingling. There're

hty inte

but my theory is that Swedes react rather badly on us as a whole. S

e here if it's

ell cloistered, and I suppose books

ng tragic. You know - Spanish se?oritas, b

ok his

ragic races - they don't indulge

supposed that that was vaguely what she had

d - but it's a dull subject," he broke off. "Anyway,

moved by an impul

ants to be taken care of after a cert

ging to find a girl who knows what she's marrying for. Nine-tenths o

and liked hi

ay home she nestled near

he whispered "

rm in here,

cold; and oh, th

oat and trembled involuntarily as his