It seemed to send the blood coursing through the veins with a very joy of life.
Catrina noted all these things while cleverly handling her ponies.

They spoke to her with a thousand voices.

She had roamed in these same forests with Paul, who loved them and understood them as she did.
Maggie, in the midst as it were of a revelation, leaned back and wondered at it all.

She, too, was thinking of Paul, the owner of these boundless forests.

She understood him better now.