But you have not changed.

Come away to your room." Once behind the closed door she put her arms around the girl and kissed her.

Then, holding her at arm's length, scrutinised her face with searching eyes.

"No," she said again with a little sigh of relief, "you have not changed.

You are the same dear, wise girl I learned to love in Winnipeg." "Oh, I am glad you think I am not changed, Mrs.Gwynne," said Jane, with a glow of light in her dark blue eyes.