And there's another thing; she is _happier_ than she has been for a long, long while." "Has that fact any particular significance to you ?" he asked slowly.
"Vital!...

Do you understand me, Duane, dear ?" "Yes." A moment later she called in her clear voice: "Gate, please!" A lantern flashed; a door opened in the lodge; there came a crunch of snow, a creak, and the gates of Roya-Neh swung wide in the starlight.
Kathleen nodded her thanks to the keeper, let the whip whistle, and spent several minutes in consequence recovering control of the fiery young horses who were racing like scared deer.

The road was wide, crossed here and there by snowy "rides," and bordered by the splendid Roya-Neh forests; wide enough to admit a white glow from myriads of stars.

Never had Duane seen so many stars swarming in the heavens; the winter constellations were magnificent, their diamond-like lustre silvered the world.
"I suppose you want to hear all the news, all the gossip, from three snow-bound rustics, don't you ?" she asked.

"Well, then, let me immediately report a most overwhelming tragedy.