She is frank and brusque, so she says what she thinks with unmistakable distinctness, but her heart is big and tender and her philosophy keeps her sweet and kindly despite the ache of rheumatism and the weight of seventy years." "I'd love to have her come," said the Girl.

"Is that all ?" "Yes." "Why ?" "Your favourite word," laughed the Harvester.

"The reason lies with me, or rather with my mother.

Some day I will tell you the whole story, and the cause.

I think now I can encompass it in this.