They go up and down the coast like the mercury in a thermometer--up when it's warm, down when it's cold.
There's the secret of our mercurial temperament." A passing automobile frightened her horse, and he watched her perfect coolness in quieting the animal with rein and voice.
"He's just up from the farm and doesn't like town very much.

But he shall go home again soon," she said as they rode on.
"Oh, you go down to shepherd those spring lambs!" he exclaimed, with misgiving in his heart.

He had followed her across the sea and now she was about to take flight again! "Yes; and to escape from the tiresome business of trying to remember people's names." "Then you reverse the usual fashionable process--you go south to meet the rising mercury." "I hadn't thought of it, but that is so.

I dearly love a hillside, with pines and cedars, and sloping meadows with sheep--and rides over mountain roads to the gate of dreams, where Spottswood's golden horseshoe knights ride out at you with a grand sweep of their plumed hats.

Now what have you to say to that ?" "Nothing, but my entire approval," he said.
He dimly understood, as he left her in this gay mood, at the Claiborne house, that she had sought to make him forget the lurking figure in the park thicket and the dark deed thwarted there.