LOVE, THE CONQUEROR Broussard meant to spend his three months' leave in the pursuit of happiness at Fort Blizzard, where he could see Anita every day if he wanted--and he always wanted to see Anita.

She was now nearing her nineteenth birthday and could hardly be considered the infant which Colonel Fortescue continued to proclaim her to be.
The day after Broussard's arrival was Sunday and on Sunday afternoons.
Broussard knew he should find Anita at home.

It was the pleasant custom in the C.O.'s house for Mrs.Fortescue to receive the young officers, for whom she always had a tender spot in her heart.

Broussard was one of the later arrivals.

Already through the great windows the blue peaks of ice were seen, touched with a moment's golden glory from the setting sun, and the purple shadows were softly descending upon the snow-white world.
The first member of the Fortescue household who met Broussard gave him a rapturous greeting.