The moon made it almost as bright as day.

From the pasture woods came a low, sweet chorus of night life--frogs and insects and occasionally a night bird.

From the orchard to the left and the clover fields beyond came a wonderful scented breeze.

She heard a step in the hall; her Aunt Sallie appeared--a comfortable, voluble woman, a hard worker and a harder eater and showing it in thin hair and wrinkled face.
"Why, Susie Lenox, ain't that you ?" she exclaimed.
"Yes, Aunt," said Susan.
Her aunt kissed her, diffusing that earthy odor which is the basis of the smell of country persons.

At various hours of the day this odor would be modified with the smell of cow stables, of chickens, of cooking, according to immediate occupation.