Chapter 16

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌⁠Valancy had walked out to Roaring Abel’s house on the Mistawis road under a sky of purple and amber, with a queer exhilaration and expectancy in her heart. Back there, behind her, her mother and Cousin Stickles were crying—over themselves, not over her. But here the wind was in her face, soft, dew-wet, cool, blowing along the grassy roads. Oh, she loved the wind! The robins were whistling sleepily