CHAPTER XLIII "But, Barney," protested Valancy after a few minutes, "your father—somehow—gave me to understand that you still loved ...
CHAPTER XLII It was not until early afternoon the next day that a dreadful old car clanked up Elm ...
CHAPTER XLI Valancy looked dully about her old room. It, too, was so exactly the same that it seemed ...
CHAPTER XL Valancy paused a moment on the porch of the brick house in Elm Street. She felt that ...
CHAPTER XXXIX She must write a note. The imp in the back of her mind laughed. In every story ...
CHAPTER XXXVIII Valancy walked quickly through the back streets and through Lover's Lane. She did not want to meet ...
CHAPTER XXXVII Dr. Trent looked at her blankly and fumbled among his recollections. "Er—Miss—Miss—" "Mrs. Snaith," said Valancy quietly. ...
CHAPTER XXXVI Finally Valancy went to bed. Before she went she re-read Dr. Trent's letter. It comforted her a ...
CHAPTER XXXV Thirty seconds can be very long sometimes. Long enough to work a miracle or a revolution. In ...
CHAPTER XXXIV Valancy had two wonderful moments that spring. One day, coming home through the woods, with her arms ...