"But here are your friends, and you had better stir yourself and make them welcome." Five very cool and leisurely beings were coming up the hill-path, for, having driven to above the village, they had had an easy walk of scarcely half a mile.

Lewis's eye sought out a slight figure behind the others, a mere gleam of pink and white.

As she stepped out from the path to the heather his eye was quick to seize her exquisite grace.
Other women arrayed themselves in loose and floating raiment, ribbons and what not; but here was one who knew her daintiness, and made no effort to cloak it.

Trim, cool, and sweet, the coils of bright hair above the white frock catching the noon sun--surely a lady to pray for and toil for, one made for no facile wooing or easy conquest.
Lewis advanced to Mr.Stocks as soon as he had welcomed his aunt, and shook hands cordially.

"We seem to have lost sight of each other during the last few days.