How does that suit you , Aunt Theodora ? '' Mrs. Theodora 's mental processes were never slow . She dropped her knitting ball and stooped for it . In that time she had decided what to do . She knew that Judith would stick to her word , Stewart-like , and she must trim her sails to catch this new wind . `` It suits me real well , Judith , '' she said calmly , `` you can marry the first man that asks you and I 'll say no word to hinder . '' The color went out of Judith 's face , leaving it pale as ashes . Her hasty assertion had no sooner been uttered than it was repented of , but she must stand by it now . She went out of the kitchen without another glance at her aunt or the delighted Mrs. Tony and dashed up the stairs to her own little room which looked out over the whole of Ramble Valley . It was warm with the March sunshine and the leafless boughs of the creeper that covered the end of the house were tapping a gay tattoo on the window panes to the music of the wind . Judith sat down in her little rocker and dropped her pointed chin in her hands . Far down the valley , over the firs on the McGregor hill and the blue mirror of the Cranston pond , Bruce Marshall 's little gray house peeped out from a semicircle of white-stemmed birches . She had not seen Bruce since before Christmas . He had been angry at her then because she had refused to let him drive her home from prayer meeting . Since then she had heard a rumor that he was going to see Kitty Leigh at the Upper Valley . Judith looked sombrely down at the Marshall homestead . She had always loved the quaint , picturesque old place , so different from all the commonplace spick and span new houses of the prosperous valley . Judith had never been able to decide whether she really cared very much for Bruce Marshall or not , but she knew that she loved that rambling , cornery house of his , with the gable festooned with the real ivy that Bruce Marshall 's great-grandmother had brought with her from England . Judith thought contrastingly of Eben King 's staring , primrose-colored house in all its bare , intrusive grandeur . She gave a little shrug of distaste .
`` I wish XXXXX knew of this , '' she thought , flushing even in her solitude at the idea .
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