Do not allow your uncle to sell any wheat forward to you, and persuade him to sow every acre that belongs to you this spring." "But however would this benefit you ?" asked the girl.
Winston laughed.

"I have a fancy that I can straighten up things at Silverdale, if I can get my way.

It would please me, and I believe they want it.

Of course a desire to improve anything appears curious in me!" Maud Barrington was relieved of the necessity of answering, for the Colonel came up just then, but, moved by some sudden impulse, she nodded as if in agreement.
It was afternoon when she awakened from a refreshing sleep, and descending to the room set apart for herself and her aunt, sat thoughtfully still a while in a chair beside the stove.

Then, stretching out her hand, she took up a little case of photographs and slipped out one of them.