It
amused her. Indeed, it afforded her a distinctly un-Christian
satisfaction, since she was not by nature of a meek or forgiving
spirit. He had made her suffer; it was but fitting that he should know
a pang or two himself.
Hazel visited with the three of them in the hotel parlor for a matter
of two hours, went to luncheon with them, and at luncheon Loraine Marsh
brought up the subject of her coming home to Granville with them. The
Bush incident was discussed and dismissed. On the question of
returning, Hazel was noncommittal. The idea appealed strongly to her.
Granville was home. She had grown up there. There were a multitude of
old ties, associations, friends to draw her back. But whether her home
town would seem the same, whether she would feel the same toward the
friends who had held aloof in the time when she needed a friend the
most, even if they came flocking back to her, was a question that she
thought of if she did not put it in so many words. On the other hand,
she knew too well the drear loneliness that would close upon her in
Vancouver when the Marshes left.
"Of course you'll come! We won't hear of leaving you behind. So you
can consider that settled.
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