THE TENTS OF GREENACRES If it had not been for the opening of Hope College the week after New Years, Miss Daphne declared, for her part, she would not have gone back to Delphi until she had at least seen the arbutus bloom again in April.

After Christmas at Greenacres, Cousin Roxy insisted on both her and the Dean visiting at Elmhurst, but before they left, the Dean had unfolded his plan.
"Daphne is well provided for in case of my passing over," he said, genially and unexpectedly, the last evening he was with them, "and I have been thinking a good deal lately over what Kit has well named the folly of 'dead men's shoes.'" He turned to where Mr.Robbins sat on the opposite side of the round library table, nearest the fire.

"So I've taken the liberty, Jerry, of making over to you now what you would have had inevitably some day.

Don't say anything, please.

It's a personal indulgence on my part.