I can't stand the country at this time of the year." "No, of course not.

It's much too cold now; but in the spring--" "Yes," he jumped at that--"in the spring.

That's the time." Then he thought so too.

Perhaps the same fancies were shaping in his mind as well.

She threw back her head, resting it on the chair behind.
There was complete happiness in the heart of her.