Elliott says you are the most beautiful girl he has ever seen . '' For a girl who has told herself a dozen times that she would never care again for masculine admiration , Frances experienced a very odd thrill of delight on hearing that the minister of Windy Meadows thought her beautiful . She knew he admired her intellect and had immense respect for what he called her `` genius for influencing people , '' but she had really believed all along that , if Elliott Sherwood had been asked , he could not have told whether she was a whit better looking than Kitty Martin of the Cove , who taught a class in Sunday school and had round rosy cheeks and a snub nose . The summer went very quickly . One day Jacky Hart died -- drifted out with the ebb tide , holding Frances 's hand . She had loved the patient , sweet-souled little creature and missed him greatly . When the time to go home came Frances felt dull . She hated to leave Windy Meadows and Corona and her dear shore people and Aunt Eleanor and -- and -- well , Margaret Ann Peabody . Elliott Sherwood came up the night before she went away . When Margaret Ann showed him reverentially in , Frances was sitting in a halo of sunset light , and the pale , golden chrysanthemums in her hair shone like stars in the blue-black coils . Elliott Sherwood had been absent from Windy Meadows for several days . There was a subdued jubilance in his manner . `` You think I have come to say good-bye , but I have n't , '' he told her . `` I shall see you again very soon , I hope . I have just received a call to Castle Street church , and it is my intention to accept . So Corona and I will be in town this winter . '' Frances tried to tell him how glad she was , but only stammered . Elliott Sherwood came close up to her as she stood by the window in the fading light , and said -- But on second thoughts I shall not record what he said -- or what she said either . Some things should be left to the imagination . Why Mr. Cropper Changed His Mind `` Well , Miss Maxwell , how did you get along today ? ''
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