"
Clayton sat for a long time with the letter in his hand. The
happiness and hope that fairly radiated from it cheered and warmed
him. He was nearly happy. And it came to him then that, while
every man had the right to happiness, only those achieved it who
craved it for others, and having craved it for them, at last saw
the realization of their longing.
CHAPTER XLVI
Natalie had had a dull Spring. With Graham's departure for camp
she moved to the country house, carrying with her vast amounts of
luggage, the innumerable thing, large and small, which were
necessary for her comfort. The installing of herself in her new
and luxurious rooms gave her occupation for several days. She
liked her new environment. She liked herself in it. The
rose-colored taffetas of her bedroom brought out the delicacy of
her skin. The hangings of her bed, small and draped, reflected a
faint color into her face, and the morning inspection with a
hand-mirror, which always followed her coffee, showed her at her
best instead of her worst.
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