She will know, and understand, and keep its little soul bright and happy in Heaven." And there they digged.

No one in Adare House heard the cautious fall of pick and spade.
With morning came a strangely clear sun.

Out of the sky had gone the last haze of cloud.

Jean crossed himself, and said: "She knows--and has sent sunshine instead of storm." Hours later it was Adare who stood over the little grave, and said words deep and strong, and quivering with emotion, and it was Jean and Metoosin who lowered the tiny casket into the frozen earth.

Miriam was not there, but Josephine clung to Philip's side, and only once did her voice break in the grief she was fighting back.