With a pang Lynn thought of how she had looked forward to this day when she would be through college and Dana would have completed his seminary course. Now the day had come and gone, and Dana too had gone, gone to the sleek-headed little Jessie Bell - "Jezebel" Grandma would call her. That was life, thought Lynn, everything was sweet and pure, like her love and Dana's, and then something impure would creep in, quietly, imperceptibly, like the blue ruin that choked the flowers on the mountain. Heartsick, she must forget Dana and face the world. But she knew she had played true - and her reward was not long in coming. Most unexpectedly the gateway swung open on life and romance fuller and more beautiful than any of Lynn's young dreams.

Review taken from a Grosset and Dunlap edition.