"Now you just watch me 'find a way or make it,'" she said.

"I am 'taking the wings of morning,' observe my flight! See me cut curves and circles and sail and soar around all the other Bates girls the Lord ever made, one named Nancy Ellen in particular.

It must be far past noon, and I've much to do to get ready.

I fly!" Kate walked back to the highway, but instead of going on she turned toward home.

When she reached the gate she saw Nancy Ellen, dressed her prettiest, sitting beneath a cherry tree reading a book, in very plain view from the road.