THE CORPORATION AT HEART'S DESIRE _This being the Story of a Parrot, Certain Twins, and a Pair of Candy Legs_ Time wore on at Heart's Desire, uncalendared and unclocked.

The sun rose, passed through a sky impenetrably blue, and sank behind Baxter Peak at evening.

These were the main events of the day.

All men had apparently long ago forgotten the departure of the stage-coach that had borne away at one voyaging both Eve and Eastern Capital.

Eve had gone forever, as she supposed, although Capital secretly knew full well that it, at least, was coming back again.
The population shifted and changed, coming and going, as was the wont of the land, but none questioned the man booted and spurred who rode out of town or who came into town.