"Everything for me! Shall there be nothing for him?
Oh he makes it easy, easy!" She stepped to the closet, picked down a lavender silk kimona and drawing it over her gown she gathered it around her and opening the bathroom door, she stepped into a little hall leading to the dining-room.

As she entered the living-room the Harvester bent over his book.

Her step was very close when he heard it and turned his head.

In an instant she touched his shoulders.

The Harvester dropped the pencil, and palm downward laid his hands on the table, his promise strong in his heart.