The trains were late, so it was nearly ten o'clock before they at last reached home.
"'Mighty pleased with our day's outing,' to quote Mr.Pepys," said Aunt Harriet.

"It was worth going!" "If it hasn't tired you too much!" Winona ventured to add.
On the following Sunday morning Miss Beach received a letter from Percy.
She made no comment upon it at the time, but in the evening, after church, when she and Winona were walking in the garden in the twilight, she referred to it.
"I'm deeply touched by Percy's letter," she remarked.

"I did not think the boy had such nice feeling in him.

You understand, of course, what he has written to me about ?" "Oh, Aunt Harriet, has he told you ?" burst out Winona.

"Oh, I'm so very, very glad! I've been longing and yearning to tell you all these years, only I couldn't, because I'd promised--and--oh, I must tell you now--I asked you about your will--and you thought I was horrid and scheming--but it wasn't that at all--it was that I thought you ought to know the will wasn't there, and hoped that perhaps you'd look! Oh, please believe me that I didn't mean to hint that you should leave anything to me! I don't want anything! You've been so good to me! I owe you a thousand times more than I can ever pay back.