United States or Iraq ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
She liked his face; something about his eyes made her think of Jimmy. "Are you travelling far?" he asked presently. She told him only to Osterway. He smiled suddenly. "I am going there, too. Do you happen to know a place called Upton House?" Christine flushed. "It's my home," she said. "I live there." "What a coincidence. I heard it was in the market I am going down with a view to purchase."
The last few weeks, with their excitement and disillusionment, had made the past seem all the more roseate by contrast. She told this man that she would rather live in Osterway than anywhere else; that she only wished she were sufficiently well off to keep Upton House. When the train ran into the station he asked diffidently if he might be allowed to drive her home.
He forgot for the moment that she had just told him of the death of her mother. He questioned her interestedly about Osterway. What sort of a place was it? Were the people round about sociable? He liked plenty of friends, he said. Christine answered eagerly that everyone was very nice. To hear her talk one would have imagined that Osterway was a little heaven on earth.
Word Of The Day