She talked of a thousand events, large and small.

Glenfernie listened, smiled, asked questions, praised her, and said it was good to have brightness in the house.
"Aye, it is!" she answered.

"How grave and old you and Mr.Strickland and the books and the hall and Bran look!" "It's heigho! for Jamie, isn't it ?" asked Alexander.

"Winter makes us look old.

Wait till springtime!" That evening she waylaid Strickland.