with personal matters, and, from the moment when Wing discovered the condition of the estate, he held before her constantly the idea that the homestead would bring a price sufficient to cover the indebtedness. Indeed, she felt that she was making a sacrifice, when she consented to waive her dower rights, and chiefly she rejoiced that the purchaser was Wing and not a stranger.
It is possible that some suspicion attached in her mind to the purchase of the annuity, and this may have been confirmed by Wing's insistence that he would consent to occupy the homestead only on condition that she should make it her home for her lifetime. If, however, this was so, she proved herself large-minded enough to understand that her happiness—so far as this was possible to her now dwarfed life—was the best acknowledgment she could make to such a man, and during the five years since the judge's death, she had been the mistress of Wing's home.
The house stands at the crown of Parlin's Hill. The estate embraces twenty acres, divided nearly equally between farm land, meadow, and woodland.
