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"Yes, darling.We will talk of this very moment, if you wish.You begin.""Look at the house, and describe it to me, as you see it in the moonlight.""Very grey, and calm, and restful-looking.And so home-like, Garthie.""Are there lights in the windows?"

"Yes.The library lights are just as we left them.The French window is standing wide open.The pedestal lamp, under a crimson silk shade, looks very pretty from here, shedding a warm glow over the interior.Then, I can see one candle in the dining-room.I think Simpson is putting away silver.""Any others, Jane?"

"Yes, darling.There is a light in the Oriel chamber.I can see Margery moving to and fro.She seems to be arranging my things, and giving final touches.There is also a light in your room, next door.

Ah, now she has gone through.I see her standing and looking round to make sure all is right.Dear faithful old heart! Garth, how sweet it is to be at home to-day; served and tended by those who really love us.""I am so glad you feel that," said Garth."I half feared you might regret not having an ordinary honeymoon--And yet, no! I wasn't really afraid of that, or of anything.Just, together at last, was all we wanted.Wasn't it, my wife?""All."

A clock in the house struck nine.