With the first frost Judith closed her house at Braeburn and returned to the city.
Winter had arrived in earnest and there were other reasons why Braeburn had become impossible.
But that, she sensed, could never be again as it was before that afternoon at Braeburn.
They had had disagreeable preachers at Braeburn, once or twice.
The next afternoon Good got together an account of his stewardship and went to see Judith, who was at Braeburn.
