"What you need is a good dose of America," said Cousin Lois, decidedly. "You are homesick!"
"I believe I am!" she answered, with brightening eyes. "I am homesick, though, for something in America which I've never found there."
"You are homesick for South Carolina," said Cousin Lois, with timid daring.
At these words a look came into Carolina's eyes which half-frightened Mrs. Winchester, for Carolina had suddenly recalled her father's words.
"My dearest wish is to restore Guildford, and pass the remainder of my days in the old place."
Instantly her life-work spread itself out before her. Here was the solution to all her restlessness, the answer to all her questionings of Fate, the link which could bind her closer to her beloved father! If he could have spoken, she knew that he would have urged her to give her life, if need be, to the restoration of Guildford.
Her interest in existence returned with a gush. A new light gleamed in her eyes. A new smile wreathed her too scornful lips. Her face was irradiated by the first look of love which Cousin Lois had seen upon it since her father's death.
They began to pack in an hour.
CHAPTER III.
THE DANGER OF WISHING