"I'm
glad I'm not so stout that I break up the furniture every time I sit
on it."
"Yeth, Buthter doeth that," said Tommy, nodding solemnly.
"And you, young lady, you've got some strength in those arms," he
said, turning to Harriet. "The way you bounced me to my feet was a
wonder. Tommy, you haven't shaken hands with your old friend. Come
here, my dear, and shake hands with me."
"You were tho mixed up that I couldn't tell which wath the hand to
thhake," replied Grace promptly. "That wath what Jane callth a meth,
wathn't it?"
"It was. Why, how do you do, Hazel--and Margery, too? Well, well! this
is a delightful surprise. How fine you all look. And I hear you had a
swim the other night, Harriet, and you, too, Tommy. Well, well! And
you like the water, eh?"
"It is glorious," breathed Harriet, instinctively glancing out to sea,
where a flock of gulls were circling and swooping down in search of
food.
"You won't have to swim any more unless you wish to. I've made
different arrangements about that."
"You mean you have bought me a new car, Daddy?" interrupted Jane.
"I haven't said. I reckon you don't need a car here. You must have
learned, from your recent experience, that an automobile doesn't
travel on water half as well as it does on land.
Pages:
125
126
127
128
129
130
131
132
133
134
135
136
137
138
139
140
141
142
143
144
145
146
147
148
149