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A WILL, A WAY AND A WOMAN.
"One day, over a hundred years ago, Ursula Townley was waiting for Kenneth MacNair in a great beechwood, where brown nuts were falling and an October wind was making the leaves dance on the ground like pixy-people." "What are pixy-people ?" demanded Peter, forgetting the Story Girl's dislike of interruptions.
"Hush," whispered Cecily.

"That is only one of the Awkward Man's poetical touches, I guess." "There were cultivated fields between the grove and the dark blue gulf; but far behind and on each side were woods, for Prince Edward Island a hundred years ago was not what it is today.

The settlements were few and scattered, and the population so scanty that old Hugh Townley boasted that he knew every man, woman and child in it.
"Old Hugh was quite a noted man in his day.

He was noted for several things--he was rich, he was hospitable, he was proud, he was masterful--and he had for daughter the handsomest young woman in Prince Edward Island.
"Of course, the young men were not blind to her good looks, and she had so many lovers that all the other girls hated her--" "You bet!" said Dan, aside-- "But the only one who found favour in her eyes was the very last man she should have pitched her fancy on, at least if old Hugh were the judge.