A glance, a word-and joy or pain
Befalls; what was no more shall be.
How slight the links are in the chain
That binds us to our destiny!
-T.B. Aldrich.
Oscar's eye, roaming the landscape as he left Shirley Claiborne and started for the bungalow, swept the upland Claiborne acres and rested upon a moving shadow. He drew rein under a cl