Hislookwasonewithwhichheusedtowatchherlongago，andwhich，eveninthinkingabouther，hadbecomeahabitofhisface。Itwasfullofsolicitude，andakindofsecretgratitude，asiftothankherforsomeinexpressiblepleasureoftheheart。Theaturnedpresentlytowardthepianoandbegansoftlytowakenanoldair：——
\"Ca’theyowestotheknowes，Ca’themwheretheheathergrows，Ca’themwheretheburnierowes，Mybonniedear—ie。\"
Archiesatdownandshadedhiseyeswithhishand。Sheturnedherheadandspoketohimoverhershoulder。
\"Comeon，youknowthewordsbetterthanI。That’sright。\"
\"We’llgaedownbyClouden’sside，Throughthehazelsspreadingwide，O’erthewavesthatsweetlyglide，Tothemoonsaeclearly。