I think the terrace will be my favourite spot. Ethelbertha thinks,
too, that on sunny days she will like to sit there. From it, through
an opening I have made in the trees, I can see the cottage just a
mile away at the edge of the wood. Young Bute tells me it is the
very place he has been looking for. Most of his time, of course, he
has to pass in town, but his Fridays to Mondays he likes to spend in
the country. Maybe I shall hand it over to him. St. Leonard's
chimneys we can also see above the trees. Dick tells me he has quite
made up his mind to become a farmer. He thinks it would be a good
plan, for a beginning, to go into partnership with St. Leonard. It
is not unlikely that St. Leonard's restless temperament may prompt
him eventually to tire of farming. He has a brother in Canada doing
well in the lumber business, and St. Leonard often talks of the
advantages of the colonies to a man who is bringing up a large
family. I shall be sorry to lose him as a neighbour; though I see
the advantages, under certain possibilities, of Mrs. St. Leonard's
address being Manitoba.
Veronica also thinks the terrace may come to be her favourite
resting-place.
"I suppose," said Veronica, "that if anything was to happen to
Robina, everything would fall on me."
"It would be a change, Veronica," I suggested. "Hitherto it is you
who have done most of the falling."
"Suppose I've got to see about growing up," said Veronica.
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