"A sound from the clouds shall call thee from this earth."Randy Paine comes back from France to the monotony of every-day affairs. But the girl he loves shows him the beauty in the common place.
felt that your mother ought to see you first and so did I. Until the last minute. Then I saw Jefferson driving by--I was down at the gate to wave to you, Randy--and I just came----" her gay laugh was infectious--the men laughed with her.
"You must let me out when we get to Huntersfield, and you mustn't tell--either of you. We are all to dine together to-night at your house, Randy, and when you meet me, you are to say--'Becky'--just as you did to-day, as if I had fallen from the skies."
"Well, you did fall--straight," Randy told her. "Becky, you are too good to be true; oh, you're too pretty to be true. Isn't she, Major?"
"It is just because I am--American. Are you glad to get back to us, Randy?"
"Glad," he drew a long breath. Nellie, who had wedged herself in tightly between her master and Jefferson, wriggled and licked his hand. He looked down at her, tried to say something, broke a little on it, and ended abruptly, "It's Heaven."
"And you weren't hurt?"