"Does that mean you're so happy, Patty?"

"It means exactly that! Oh, I want to live forever! I am so happy! I
didn't know life with you and Fleurette would be so beautiful as it is!"

"Is it, dearest? I'm so glad," and the big man looked at his dainty,
sweet little wife with his whole soul in his fine clear blue eyes.

"Your eyes are wonderful, Billee, dear," said Patty, meeting his glance
lovingly; "did your mother have blue eyes,--or your father?"

"Both of them did. I was thought to look more like mother, as a
kiddy,--but they were both fair haired and blue eyed."

"You never knew your mother much, did you?"

"No, she died when I was very small. And father, when I was about ten.
Then, as I've told you, I lived four years with Aunt Amanda--"

"In Arizona?"

"Yes; in a small settlement,--hardly even a village,--called Horner's
Corners."

Patty laughed. "What a darling name! How could anybody call a place
that! Suppose it had grown to be a large city."

"Then they would probably have changed the name. Perhaps they have
already done so,--I haven't heard from there for years."