He spoke of his experiences in Utah--some of them--and she fold him her simple life's story.

Her mother had died many years ago; she had no very distinct recollection of her.
She and her father had lived with housekeepers for many years.

What with school and home, the one trip before to Europe, a number of excursions to various parts of her own country, her life had passed very smoothly and very quietly among her friends and books.

As Chester listened to her he thought how like in some respects her story was to that of Julia Elston's.

And as she sat there under the trees, she again looked like Julia, yet with a difference.