I don't see what fun there would be in that." "Then I would know--" "Know what, John?
What would you know ?" "Oh! no matter." He had a deep desire to learn if he would be afraid.
"Some day," he added, "I will tell you.

Let's go home." "Are you tired ?" "I'm half dead," he laughed as he slipped on his snow-shoes.
A long and heavy rain cleared away the snow, and the more usual softness of the end of November set in.

Their holiday sports were over for a time, to John's relief.

On a Monday he went through the woods with Leila to the rectory.

Mark Rivers, who had only seen John twice, made him welcome.