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"Ay, that is best!" agreed the storekeeper "Warned, he can take the long

way hoon and this other irl; there's no ti dooryard, the sentle Quakeress The woods received therays dashed here and there with

ebony,--a world that, expectant of the stor

its breath Save for the noise of their feet upon dry leaves that rustled

like paper, the as soundless The light that lay within it, fallen

from skies of iron, ild and sinister; there was no air, and the heat

wrapped thes, so fixed in

quietude each branch and bough, each leaf or twig or slender needle of the

pine, that they seeh a wood of stone, jade and

breath in speech Now and again MacLean

glanced aside at the girl, who kept beside hihtly as

presently would move the leaves when the wind arose He remembered certain

scurrilous words spoken in the store a week agone by a knot of purchasers,

but when he looked at her face he thought of the Highland maiden whose

story he had told As for Audrey, she saw not the woods that she loved,

heard not the leaves beneath her feet, knew not if the light were gold or