I used to think she'd come out to me one of these years for a twelvemonth; but there's little chance of her being spared now." Clover's sympathy did not take the form of words.

It looked out of her eyes, and spoke in the hushed tones of her soft voice.

Geoff felt that it was there, and it comforted him.

The poor fellow was very lonely in those days, and inclined to be homesick, as even a manly man sometimes is.
"What an awful time Adam must have had of it before Eve came!" growled Clarence, that evening, as they sat around the fire.
"He had a pretty bad time after she came, if I remember," said Clover, laughing.
"Ah, but he had _her_!" "Stuff and nonsense! He was a long shot happier without her and her old apple, I think," put in Phil.

"You fellows don't know when you're well off." Everybody laughed.
"Phil's notion of Paradise is the High Valley and Sorrel, and no girls about to bother and tell him not to get too tired," remarked Clover.