noon
My love for Hugh Noland is but a memory , but when your letter came I found that my love for you was a living thing , that I wanted you very much , and even as I write you these words I want you . When her writing was finished Elizabeth went to the barn to saddle the horses , thinking that she would take Jack with her and ride into town to mail both letters in the cool of the evening . She saddled Jack 's pony and started around the corner of the barn to tie it in the lane , when she saw , turning into that lane , John Hunter , with a valise in his hand . He had come in on the noon train and had caught a ride out home with a stranger passing that way . John saw her and waved his hand , calling to her . To Elizabeth he was still fair to look upon . She walked toward him holding out the letters she had written .