Chapter IV The Decision of David Van Wyck––––––––
FROM a certain terrace-landing which Anne called her “Sunset View,” we watched the last glowing clouds dull and darken in the west.
A sort of depression had fallen on the party, because—as was perfectly evident—of Anne’s mood. She was distraught and preoccupied; though now and then her dark eyes flashed with what was unmistakably anger.
“What’s it all about, Anne dear?” said Archer, who let himself go a little when Mr. Van Wyck wasn’t present.
Instead of evading or parrying his question, Anne spoke out frankly:
“It’s just this,” she said: “David is going to give away all his fortune. He’s going to build and endow a magnificent library for Crescent Falls Village—a library out of all proportion to a tiny little place like this.”
“All hi
