It will take time, but that I shall do so some day I have no doubt." She looked away, and then the two, the snow shovels in their hands, walked back gravely to the lodge.

Suzanne stood in the doorway watching them.

She knew that they were wholly oblivious of her presence, that they had not even seen her, yet the heart of the stern peasant woman was warm within her, although she felt that she now had two children instead of one under her care.
Neither was Suzanne given up wholly to the present.

She spent many anxious hours thinking of the future.

The deep snow could not last forever.