Cathryn's face turned red, but she did not speak and nodded her head. She picked up her skirt and trotted up the stairs into the house.

It is now three o'clock in the afternoon. The servant Anna had opened the window of the bedroom. The afternoon breeze blew up the white linen curtains, and the sun was shining in with scattered shadows.

Their room was empty, and Keith didn't seem to be there. Cathryn ran up in a hurry and was now disappointed. She loosened her hair and went to ...