*CHAPTER XI*
Here's more than half the summer slipped away. The house has buzzed and
overflowed with the boys whom Ross brings home.
Every day for eight whole weeks I have been out, riding or walking in
the Hickley woods, sometimes with father, many times alone with Michael.
I love this man I'm going to marry very deeply, but I wouldn't let him
know it. He dislikes 'the truest form of kindness' even more than all
my other male things do!