The House of the Laird
“It was followed by another week-end, and yet another, and by this time the weather really had improved. Spring was in the air—it was painting a picture all about them, a picture in many tones of green, enlivened by the pale gold of celandines and the sprightly mauve of crocuses. The little cascades coming down from the hills were running fresh and free, there were green patches amongst the brown of the moorland, and stagnant tarns reflected the sunshine.Karen was feeling a very different human ...being from the one who had left London so many weeks before, and not only did she feel different but she looked different. The wan hollows, in her cheeks had vanished, and her eyes were very blue. There was always a delicate color under her peculiarly fine skin, and the attentions of Aunt Horatia’s personal maid had transformed her ordinary short, fair, curling hair into a spun-gold wonder that amazed her when she looked into a glass.One day Aunt Horatia called her into her room and showed her some lengths of material that were spread out on her bed.MoreLess
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