"Knowing how don't change colors as I've ever heard—huh! Look at that white dress! They don't give me white dresses!"
"Probably she had it when she came. She hasn't been here a year yet, you know," replied Miss Major.
"They won't make over mine," complained the other.
"Oh!" broke in Mrs. Albright, "look over there! Isn't that magnificent?"
Fields and slopes of varying green, wooded hills, and mountains in the blue distance—these made the picture that had called forth the exclamation.
"Magnificent!" echoed Miss Major.
Miss Castlevaine looked, but said nothing. The darkness of envy and discontent still dimmed her eyes.
Juanita Sterling, in the car ahead, was yielding herself to the bountiful joy of the moment and had forgotten disagreeable things. Polly and Colonel Gresham kept up a steady run of pleasantries, much of which came easily to her quick ears, and she found herself smiling with them even while her eyes were feasting on the ever-changing landscape.
"Doesn't Mrs. Dick live somewhere out this way?" inquired Miss
Mullaly.
Miss Sterling did not know and in turn asked the Colonel.