"Yes."
"In here?"
"No; in the dining-room." Then, "How far is it to the railway station?"
"Twenty-six miles, sir."
"It seemed like a hundred. Can the team make it to-morrow if the storm ceases?"
"They look capable, sir."
"Then we will start to-morrow for the States."
CHAPTER XIV
Priscilla Glenn always looked back on the next four weeks of her life as a transition stage between one incarnation and another. Kenmore, and that which had gone to the making of her life previous to her meeting with John Boswell, seemed to have accomplished their purpose and left her detached and finished, up to a certain point, for the next period of her existence. In the severing of all the ties of the past, even affection, gratitude, and memory, for the time being, were held in abeyance. This was a merciful state, for, had ordinary emotions and sentiments held her, she would have been unfitted for the difficult task of readjustment which she gradually achieved, simply because of her dulled mental and spiritual sensations.