"I don't believe it at all," she said. "I think I shall live and die here."
"Do you feel satisfied with that prospect?"
Lois turned over the bags of seeds in her basket, a little hurriedly; then she stopped and looked up at her questioner.
"I have nothing to do with all that," she said. "I do not want to think of it. I have enough in hand to think of. And I am satisfied, Mrs. Barclay, with whatever God gives me." She turned to her basket of seeds again, searching for a particular paper.
"I never heard any one say that before," remarked the other lady.
"As long as I can say it, don't you see that is enough?" said Lois lightly. "I enjoy all this work, besides; and so will you by and by when you get the lettuce and radishes, and some of my Tom Thumb peas. And I am not going to stop my studies either."
She went back to the new bed now, where she presently was very busy putting more seeds in. Mrs. Barclay watched her a while. Then, seeing a small smile break on the lips of the gardener, she asked Lois what she was thinking of? Lois looked up.
"I was thinking of that geode you showed us last night."
"That geode!"
"Yes, it is so lovely. I have thought of it a great many times. I am wanting very much to learn about stones now. I thought always till now that stones were only stones. The whole world is changed to me since you have come, Mrs. Barclay."