““The MacHugh thought it small wonder that he had loved her from his first sight of her. She was gay and lovely and hot-tempered, to be sure, with a beguiling way of turning sweet as sugared wine; and before God she had more than her share of arrogance and pride. But reflected in her direct blue gaze was a courage as unflinching and honest as a man's; it was a thing he had searched for all his life and never found till now.””