She looked at the skylight, flooding the room with the light she so needed coming from the right angle.

She went over to the new window that gave her a view of the length of the valley she loved and a most essential draft.

When she turned back to the fireplace her hands were trembling.
"Now isn't that too lovely of them ?" she said softly.

"Isn't that altogether wonderful?
How I wish Daddy were here to sit beside my fire and share with me the work I hope to do here." In order to come as close to him as possible she did the next best thing.

She sat down at her table and wrote a long letter to Marian, telling her everything she could think of that would interest her.
Then she re-read with extreme care the letter she had found at the Post Office that day in reply to the one she had written Marian purporting to come from an admirer.