"True, but Chinatown must be very interesting."
"Five minutes in a Chinese theater would effectively disillusion you, Miss De Vere. The orchestra is a thing of terror, although I am told that Chinese music has a scientific theory and recognized scale, but to the Caucasian ear it is simply beyond belief."
"I trust you will appreciate our mountains in summer, though you probably consider these hills," laughed Celeste.
But Hernando was thinking of neither Nevada nor hills. That sweet face, those great brown eyes were raised to his trustfully, and he forgot his own name, while a thrill went through him.
"One always associates Nevada with snowy mountains and balsamy air," Celeste continued.
Glancing out of the window she saw Eletheer in rubber boots and short skirts with Cornelia on her back, wading through the slush toward the barn. Celeste looked shocked, but attracted Hernando's attention
