His children and the Blythe lads and lasses were coasting down the eastern slope and whizzing over the glassy pond . They were having a glorious time and their gay voices and gayer laughter echoed up and down the valley , dying away in elfin cadences among the trees . On the right the lights of Ingleside gleamed through the maple grove with the genial lure and invitation which seems always to glow in the beacons of a home where we know there is love and good-cheer and a welcome for all kin , whether of flesh or spirit . Mr. Meredith liked very well on occasion to spend an evening arguing with the doctor by the drift wood fire , where the famous china dogs of Ingleside kept ceaseless watch and ward , as became deities of the hearth , but to-night he did not look that way . Far on the western hill gleamed a paler but more alluring star . Mr. Meredith was on his way to see Rosemary West , and he meant to tell her something which had been slowly blossoming in his heart since their first meeting and had sprung into full flower on the evening when Faith had so warmly voiced her admiration for Rosemary . He had come to realize that he had learned to care for Rosemary . Not as he had cared for Cecilia , of course . THAT was entirely different . That love of romance and dream and glamour could never , he thought , return . But Rosemary was beautiful and sweet and dear -- very dear . She was the best of companions . He was happier in her company than he had ever expected to be again . She would be an ideal mistress for his home , a good mother to his children . During the years of his widowhood Mr. Meredith had received innumerable hints from brother members of Presbytery and from many parishioners who could not be suspected of any ulterior motive , as well as from some who could , that he ought to marry again : But these hints never made any impression on him . It was commonly thought he was never aware of them . But he was quite acutely aware of them . And in his own occasional visitations of common sense he knew that the common sensible thing for him to do was to marry . But common sense was not the strong point of John Meredith , and to choose out , deliberately and cold-bloodedly , some `` suitable '' woman , as one might choose a housekeeper or a business partner , was something he was quite incapable of doing . How he hated that word `` suitable . ''
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