his suit--"

"REALLY, Pete!" Alix asked, with dancing eyes. "And it means that
you can keep the old house, Cerise," she exclaimed, triumphantly,
"and we can be together part of the year anyway! Oh, come on,
everybody, and sit down, and let's talk and talk about it! Let me
see it again--'in recognition of all claims against the patent
extinguisher aforementioned'--sit down, Pete, it's only ten
o'clock! Let's talk. Aren't you simply WILD with joy, Cherry?"

But she told Peter later that she had been surprised at Cherry's
quietness; Cherry had looked pale and abstracted, and had not
seemed half enthusiastic enough.

"Though very probably," mused Alix, "it brought back Dad's death,
and saddened her in that way, and more than that, I know she is
worried all the time about feeling as she does toward Martin, and
perhaps he'll feel that she ought to put this into some horrible
mining scheme! Cherry is not mercenary, I'll say that for her."

"What will you do with all yours?" Peter asked.

"I wish we three could go about the world together," Alix
answered. "I'd love to see Japan and India--I'd like to see
burning-ghats on the sacred Gunga!" she added, cheerfully. "But I
don't know--money doesn't buy you much!" she yawned. "Perhaps I'll
go to some Old Ladies' Home, and give each of the old girls one
hundred dollars a quarter--wouldn't they have fun, buying scarfs
and wool and caps?"