But time and work did their part.
Bitter memories were more and more covered up by the incidents--paltry in his eyes, but really important--of his country life.
Every week he thought less often of Kitty.
He was impatiently looking forward to the news that she was married, or just going to be married, hoping that such news would, like having a tooth out, completely cure him.
Meanwhile spring came on, beautiful and kindly, without the delays and treacheries of spring,--one of those rare springs in which plants, beasts, and man rejoice alike.