THE VISITORS It was after that ride to Guy's hut that Sylvia began at last to regard him as connected only with that which was past.

It was as if a chapter in her life had closed when she turned away from that solitary hut in the wilderness.

She said to herself that the man she had known and loved was dead, and she did not after that evening suffer her thoughts voluntarily to turn in his direction.
Soberly she took up the burden of life.

She gathered up the reins of government, and assumed the ordering of Burke Ranger's household.

She did not again refer to Guy in his presence, though there were times when his step, his voice, above all, his whistle, stabbed her to poignant remembrance.
He also avoided the subject of Guy, treating her with a careless kindliness that set her wholly at ease with him.