It is the glare of it coming through the glass.

Let us wrap you up, and draw you close to the window, and open it wide, so that you can see the colors for a few minutes.

It is just like fairy-land." Mrs.White looked bewildered.

Such a plan as this of getting out-door air she had never thought of.
"Won't it make the room too cold ?" she said.
"Oh, no, no!" cried Mercy; "and no matter if it does.

We can soon warm it up again.