Always lovely in
Quincy's eyes, she appeared still more so in her suit of dark blue
cloth. Over her shoulders she wore a fur cape lined with quilted red
satin, and on her head a fur cap, which made a strong contract with her
light hair which crept out in little curls from underneath.
They started off at a smart speed, for Old Bill was not in the shafts
this time. Alice had been familiar with the road to Eastborough before
leaving home, and as Quincy described the various points they passed,
Alice entered into the spirit of the drive with all the interest and
enthusiasm of a child. The sharp winter air brought a rosy bloom to her
cheeks, and as Quincy looked at those wonderful large blue eyes, he
could hardly make himself believe that they could not see him. He was
sure he had never seen a handsomer girl.
As they passed Uncle Ike's little house, Quincy called her attention to
it. Alice said:
"Poor Uncle Ike, I wish I could do more for him, he has done so much for
me. He paid for my lessons in bookkeeping and music, and also for my
board until I had finished my studies and obtained a position.
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