Nor was this all this particularly radiant bubble contained. Not
only was there to be a big open fireplace built of stone, and
overhead rafters of birch, the bark left on and still glistening,
--but there were to be palms, ferns, hanging baskets, chintz
curtains, rugs, pots of flowers, Chinese lanterns, hammocks, easy
chairs; and for all Jack knew, porcelain tubs, electric bells,
steam heat and hot and cold water, so enthusiastic had Ruth become
over the possibilities lurking in the 15 X 20 log-hut which Jack
proposed to throw together as a shelter in his exile.
CHAPTER XXV
The news of MacFarlane's expected departure soon became known in
the village. There were not many people to say good-by, the
inhabitants having seen but little of the engineer and still less
of his daughter, except as she flew past, in a mad gallop, on her
brown mare, her hair sometimes down her back. The pastor of the
new church came, however, to express his regrets, and to thank Mr.
MacFarlane for his interest in the church building.
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