“Azalie brought them.”

“And who put them in your hair?”

“Mrs. Towahs did that. Do you like me this way, David?”

“You are the loveliest being my eyes ever rested on.”

“This was my best dress last year. I did it up and mended it this morning. It’s home-woven like the one I — like the other one you said you liked.”

David smiled, looking up into the gray eyes with the green lights and blue depths in them. How serene and poised her manner was, on the verge of the momentous step she was about to take, while his own heart was beating high. He wondered if she really comprehended the change it was to make in her life, that she showed no apprehension or fear.