midday
He was out of Van Dorn 's view , facing another angle of the long three-faced veranda . Grant saw Kenyon lying upon the turf , slim and graceful and with the beauty of youth radiating from him , and Grant wondered , as he worked , why his son should be there playing among the hills , while the sons of other men , making much more money than he -- much more money indeed than many of the others who flitted over the green -- should toil in the fumes of South Harvey and in the great industrial Valley through long hard hours of work , that sapped their heads and hearts by its monotony of motion , and lack of purpose . As he gazed at the lovers , their love did not stick in his consciousness -- even if he realized it . Their presence under the elm tree at midday rose as a problem which deepened a furrow here and there in his seamed face and he hammered and sawed away with a will , working out in his muscles the satisfaction which his mind could not bring him . As the two fathers from different vistas looked upon their children , Kenyon and Lila beneath the elm tree were shyly toying with vagrant dreams that trailed across their hearts . He was looking up at her and saying : `` Lila -- who are we -- you and I ? I have been gazing at you three minutes while you were talking , and I see some one quite different from the you I knew before .