I can see the big black firs towering above the still water--and you were sitting where the light came slanting in between them.

You wore that gray fishing suit with the belt round it, and you had your hat off.

The light made little gold gleams in your hair that matched the warm red glow on the redwood behind you--and you had burst the strap of one little shoe." "Haven't you overlooked Arabella ?" suggested Ida, who realized that his memory was significantly clear.
"Miss Kinnaird ?" said Weston.

"Of course, she was with you--but it's rather curious that she's quite shadowy.

I don't quite seem to fix her, though I have a notion that she didn't fit in.