golden
gleams of
the
invincible
sunlight
thrusting
their way
through.
The grey
boles, the
vivid
green
leaves,
those
glistening
sun-shafts
through
the shade
entranced
him,
coming
from the
dusty
road. Down
in the
very
middle of
the
avenue, a
small,
white
figure was
standing,
as if
looking
out for
him. He
heard a
shrill
shout.
"Oh,
Grandy,
you've
come
back--you've
come back!
What
FUN!"Winton
took her
curls in
