And over the stones the water was laughing, and the strip of green moss-land flashed in the sun. I saw the old man walking up the ravine, with his hands behind him, and I caught the faint sound of a tune he was humming. Slowly her arms came from about my neck, and hand in hand we walked toward the house, she in the shining path, I on the green sward; and as we drew near we saw Alf and Millie, standing under a tree, waiting for us. The End. +--------------------------------------------------+ |Transcriber's Note: | | | |Variations in hyphenated words and inconsistencies| |in dialect have been retained as they appear in | |the original publication. | +--------------------------------------------------+