Joyce, after several years of work and worry with her bees, had realized enough from them to start on her career as an artist.

Holland was at Annapolis in training for the navy.

Within the last six weeks Jack's promotion had made possible his heart's desire, to send Mary to school and to bring his mother and thirteen year old brother to Lone-Rock, the little mining town where he had been boarding, ever since Mr.Sherman gave him his first position there, several years before.
Mary was so bubbling over with the pleasure these things gave her that it was impossible not to feel some share of it when one looked at her.
As Madam Chartley led the way to the office she felt a desire to add still more to her pleasure.

It was refreshing to see some one who could enjoy even little things so thoroughly.

She bent over the ledger a moment, scanning the page containing the list of Freshmen who had passed the strict entrance requirements.
"I had already assigned you to a room," she said, "but from what you tell me I fancy you would count it a privilege to be given Lloyd's old room.