She would never doubt his love, and she herself could never change, and she would pour upon him all her tender thoughts, and call to the night winds to help her to do her duty.
So presently she remembered Cheiron, and turned round to see him far away still, sitting quietly beneath a giant elm stroking his long, silver beard.
"My dear, kind master!" she exclaimed to herself, and went rapidly back to him.
"That is a charming girl--your young friend," he said to her, as he got up to stroll to the gate; "full of life and common sense.

There is something wonderful in the vitality of her nation.

They jar dreadfully upon us old tired peoples in their worst aspects--but in their best we must recognize a new spring of life and youth for the world.

Yonder young woman is not troubling about a soul, if she has one; she is a fountain of living water.

She has not taken on the shadows of our crowded past.