Oh David!" "It is better.

I can't thank you enough for thinking of it.

Come now, let me help you." He half carried her down the hill.

Then he made the cabin a glamour of light by putting candles in the sticks he had carved and placing them everywhere.
"There is a lighting plant in the basement," he said, "but I had not expected to use it until winter, and I have no acetylene.

Candles were our grandmothers' lights and they are the best anyway.