Columbine could not imagine that she despised anything she saw in the features of this young man.

Yet there was something about him that held her aloof.
She had made up her mind to do her part unselfishly.

She would find the best in him, like him for it, be strong to endure and to help.

Yet she had no power to control her vague and strange perceptions.

Why was it that she could not feel in him what she liked in Jim Montana or Lem or Wilson Moore?
"This was my second long stay away from home," said Belllounds.