I shall always be glad of that in view of what came after." She paused, and added in a lower voice: "You heard, of course ?" "Very little; I was away.

It was a heavy blow." "I couldn't write much," explained Sylvia.

"Even now, I can hardly talk of it--but you were a dear friend of Dick's.

We had to burn wood; the nearest bluff where it could be cut was several miles away; and Dick didn't keep a hired man through the winter.

It was often very cold, and I got frightened when he drove off if there was any wind.