Chapter 31 THIS WAY HOME

All Junia had ever felt of the soul of things was upon her as she arranged flowers and listened to the church bells ringing.

"They seem to be always ringing," she said to herself, as she lightly touched the roses. "It must be a Saint's Day-where's Denzil? Ah, there he is in the garden! I'll ask him."

Truth is, she was deceiving herself. She w