Peter, and when I've cut my eye teeth on it I am going to correct
everything possible and build it in perfection for you."

"Look here," said Linda soberly, "I'm not accustomed to this sort
of talk. I don't care for it. If you want to preserve even the
semblance of friendship with me you must stop it, and get to
impersonal matters and stay there."

"All right," he agreed instantly, "but if you don't like my line
of talk, you're the first girl I ever met that didn't."

"You have my sympathy," said Linda gravely. "You have been
extremely unfortunate."

Then she started the Bear Cat, and again running at undue speed
she reached her wild-flower garden. Henry Anderson placed the
stones as she directed and waited for an invitation to come in,
but the invitation was not given. Linda thanked him for the
stones. She told him that in combination with a few remaining
from the mantel they would make all she would require, and
excusing herself she drove to the garage. When she came in she
found the irrepressible Henry sitting on the back steps
explaining to Katy the strenuous time he had had finding and
carrying down the stones they had brought. Katy had a plate of
refreshments ready to hand him when Linda laughingly passed them
and went to her room.

When she had finished her letter to Marian she took a sheet of
drawing paper, and in her most attractive lettering sketched in
the heading, "A Palate Teaser," which was a direct quotation from