Chapter
6
The next week it poured again with rain. And this irritated Yvette with strange anger. She had intended it should be fine. Especially she insisted it should be fine towards the weekend. Why, she did not ask herself.
Thursday, the half-holiday, came with a hard frost, and sun. Leo arrived with his car, the usual bunch. Yvette disagreeably and unaccountably refused to go.
"No thanks, I don't feel like it," she said.
She rather enjoyed being Mary-Mary-quite-contrary.
Then she went for a walk by herself, up the frozen hills, to the Black Rocks.
The next day also came sunny and frosty. It was February, but in the north country the ground did not thaw in the sun. Yvette announced that she was going for a ride on her bicycle, and taking her lunch, as she might not be back till af
