But as she recalled other scenes, especially the time she had overheard a conversation not intended for her about a turquoise he was offering Lloyd, she said to herself, "He is for Lloyd.

They are just made for each other, and I am glad that the nicest man I ever knew happens to like the dearest girl in the world.

And I hope if there ever should be 'a swain amang the train' for me, he'll be as near like him as possible.
I don't know where I'd ever meet him, though.

Certainly not here and most positively not in Lone-Rock." "Not like other girls," she laughed presently, recalling the title of the book Ethelinda was reading.

"That fits me exactly.