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He said the old house would now be turned into a saloon , or salong , as the French call it . He wished to be told if the right to be addressed as Madame la Marquise could compensate the child for those things of simple but enduring worth she had cast aside . He somewhat cheered Mrs. Penniman , but left the judge puffing with scorn . * * * * * Wilbur Cowan met the noon train next day . The Can rattled far too much for its size , but it went . Then from the train issued Winona , bedecked in alien gauds and fur-belows , her keen little face radiant under a Paris trifle of brown velvet , her small feet active -- under a skirt whose scant length would once have appalled her -- in brown suede pumps and stockings notoriously of silken texture . Her quick eyes darting along the platform to where Wilbur stood , she rushed to embrace him .