It would be fresh life; the stir, the movement; other people, fresh ideas, beautiful new things to see.

But, indeed, you must not tempt me." There was an accent of yearning in her tone, a hint of eager anticipation, as of a good time coming; a dream postponed, which she would nevertheless be willing one day to enjoy.
"I mustn't go anywhere; I couldn't--until my boy comes home, if he ever comes home," she added, under her breath.
"But when he comes home safe and sound, as please God he may," said John, cheerfully, "why, then you have a great deal of lost time to make up." "Ah, yes!" said Lady Mary, and again that wistful note of longing sounded.

"I have thought sometimes I would not like to die before I have seen my birthplace once more.

And there is--_Italy_," she said, as though the one word conveyed every vision of earthly beauty which mortal could desire to behold--as, indeed, it does.

And again she added, "But I don't know what my sisters-in-law would say.