Mrs.Wayland greeted her with her old-time cordiality, and gave herself heartily to the task of rallying the frail girl into health.
During the days of absolute rest which followed the journey, Madge's thoughts were busy.

The width of the continent would separate her from the past and those associated with it.

Both the breadth of the continent and the ocean were between her and him from whom she had fled; yet he was ever present to her imagination.

In this respect the intervening miles counted for nothing.

She had not hoped that they would.