It war leyke as thoo His feeace cam a glisterin' an' a shinin' through t' mist.

An' iver sense then, miss, aa've jest felt as thoo aa could a' cut an' stackt all t' wood on t' fell in naw time at a'!" And he waved his hand round the mountain side which was covered with plantation.

And all the way along the path for ever so long I could hear him singing, chopping away, and quavering out "Rock of Ages."' 'She paused; her delicate face, with just a little quiver in the lip, turned to her aunt, her eyes glowing as though a hidden fire had leapt suddenly outward.

And yet the gesture, the attitude, was simplicity and unconsciousness itself.

Robert had never heard her say anything so intimate before.