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CARNAC AND JUNIA.
Tarboe did not see Junia that evening nor for many evenings, but Carnac and Junia met the next day in her own house.

He came on her as she was arranging the table for midday dinner.

She had taken up again the threads of housekeeping, cheering her father, helping the old French-woman cook--a huge creature who moved like a small mountain, and was a tyrant in her way to the old cheerful avocat, whose life had been a struggle for existence, yet whose one daughter had married a rich lumberman, and whose other daughter could marry wealth, handsomeness and youth, if she chose.
When Carnac saw Junia she was entering the dining-room with flowers and fruit, and he recalled the last time they met, when she had thrust the farewell bouquet of flowers into his hand.

That was in the early autumn, and this was in late spring, and the light in her face was as glowing as then.