Isaac Galletly , comfortably curled up in a neighbour 's chimney corner , saw him drive past . `` Ef the minister ai n't goin ' to Palmers ' after all ! '' he chuckled . `` He 's a set one when he does take a notion . Well , I warned him what to expect . If Min claws his eyes out , he 'll only have himself to blame . '' Telford was not without his own misgivings as he drove into the Palmer yard . He tied his horse to the fence and looked doubtfully about him . Untrodden snowdrifts were heaped about the front door , so he turned towards the kitchen and walked slowly past the bare lilac trees along the fence . There was no sign of life about the place . It was beginning to snow again , softly and thickly , and the hills and river were hidden behind a misty white veil . He lifted his hand to knock , but before he could do so , the door was flung open and Min herself confronted him on the threshold . She did not now have on the man 's overcoat which she had worn at the store , and her neat , close-fitting home-spun dress revealed to perfection the full , magnificent curves of her figure . Her splendid hair was braided about her head in a glossy coronet , and her dark eyes were ablaze with ill-suppressed anger . Again Telford was overcome by a sense of her wonderful loveliness . Not all the years of bondage to ill-temper and misguided will had been able to blot out the beauty of that proud , dark face . She lifted one large but shapely brown hand and pointed to the gate . `` Go ! '' she said threateningly . `` Mrs. Palmer , '' began Telford , but she silenced him with an imperious gesture .
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