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“She got to be one of the best skaters here, and adored skiing!” Isabel shook her head in regret for the lost opportunities of the absent Olivia.

“Oh, well,” said Virginia, “when we’re freezing our noses and toeses this winter, she’ll be picking roses and oranges.”

“That is pretty nearly a poem, Virgie. Can’t you fix it up a little? Noses, toeses and roses are so poetic!”

“No,” said Virgie, “I’m capable of rhyme, but not of meter. Lilian can make up poetry enough for our club. By the way, I’m in favor of Olivia’s starting a Psyche Club out there if they want to. Faith, love, effort, and ‘on to Olympus,’ or immortality, aren’t bad ideals. It certainly impressed me when I first came here, and you all were so perfectly lovely to me. Do you know, it didn’t seem a bit hard to go back to the ranch this summer. I wanted so to see Father that it took away my dread, and when I got there I found the world such a big place to me, after the school life, that it didn’t make so much difference about what happened for a little while on the ranch. Then my stepmother had been sick and worried about Father—she was glad to see me! So I took hold to help, and it was easier, and I had learned to appreciate the big country around us, and instead of its being an awful summer it was one of the best I ever had! I kept thinking, too, that I could probably have at least one more year of education here, and perhaps earn the rest myself.”