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with you,” she said. “And I think it would be—nice—if any place could ever mean to me what it is evident New Moon means to you.”

At three o’clock that night a wakeful but contented Emily remembered that she had never seen Chu-Chin.

YSTERDAY evening Andrew Oliver Murray asked Emily Byrd Starr to marry him.

“The said Emily Byrd Starr told him she wouldn't.

“I’m glad it’s over. I’ve felt it coming for some time. Every evening Andrew has been here I’ve felt that he was trying to bring the conversation around to some serious subject, but I have never felt quite equal to the interview, and always contrived to sidetrack him with frivolity.

“Yesterday evening I went to the Land of Uprightness for one of the last rambles I shall have in it. I climbed the hill of firs and looked down over the fields of mist and silver in the moonlight. The shadows of the ferns and sweet wild grasses along the edge of the woods were like a dance of sprites. Away beyond the harbour, below the moonlight, was a sky of purple and amber where a sunset had been. But behind me was darkness—a darkness which, with its tang of fir balsam, was like a perfumed chamber where one might dream dreams and see visions. Always when I go into the Land of Uprightness I leave behind the realm of daylight and things known and go into the realm of shadow and mystery and enchantment where anything might happen—anything might come true. I can believe anything there—old myths—legends—dryads—fauns—leprechauns. One of my wonder moments came to me—it seemed to me that I got out of my body and was free—I’m sure I heard