Carried away by the sweetness of the place, she sat down upon the window-seat.
"This is Arcady!" she said.
He leaned against the print valance of the mantel, looking very large in the tiny place.
"Do you like it? Would you like to stay here now and again?"
She turned her little head, its outlines sungilt against the light without, and looked at him; and she answered like a child, accepting unconsciously the suggestion of an older person.
"I like it very much. It would be a great convenience to be able to stay. I am so anxious about the house."
"If that is so, you shall wait here and talk to Mrs. Barrett, and ask her to show you the upstairs rooms, while I go and fetch the Helstons to look at it. There will just be time."
CHAPTER XXIX
THE FRIENDSHIP GROWS
"A whole white world of revival awaits May's whisper a while,
Abides and exults in the bud as a soft hushed laugh in a smile.
As a maid's mouth, laughing with love and subdued for the love's
sake, May
Shines, and withholds for a little the word she revives to say."
—A. C. SWINBURNE.