Sometimes the glowing mystery of her new island home seemed to rush upon Stella and make her a little faint.  
“Ferd, dear,” she said breathlessly, “who would ever have dreamed of our coming to a place like this?”
 
He eyed her searchingly.
 
“So strange, Ferd—isn’t it? So almost unbelievable!”
 
“I wonder,” he mused, “if you would have come if you’d known what it was going to be like?”
 
“Oh yes!” she laughed softly. “It’s so beautiful I almost want to cry sometimes. And the silence.... Oh,” she exclaimed, “I tried so hard to imagine what our life was going to be like, but I never guessed a place like this!” Her smile was quiet and engaging. “At first,” she went on, “I felt almost sure, from things you said, it was going to be some big city in Europe or the East....”
 
They strolled together off to the rocky shore and stood gazing a long time across the tender resting sea. Silence! The sun was dropping beyond the sheen of a little crescent beach............