Her cheeks alternately paled with fear and flooded red with anxiety.

She had dressed herself carefully, laid out her hat and gloves and a heavy coat in case the night should be chilly.

Once she stood looking at the dainty, brightly colored dresses hanging in her wardrobe A flash of regret passed over her face.
"Tawdry little cheap things and makeshifts," she said.

"If Linda feels that she has been so terribly defrauded, she can help herself now!" By twelve o'clock she found herself standing at the window, straining her eyes down Lilac Valley.

She was not looking at its helpful hills, at its appealing curves, at its brilliant colors.