house for Eileen."

"Oh, I don't know," said John. "I looked at it carefully the
other day as I came up, and I thought your changes enhanced the
value of the property."

"I am surely glad to hear that," said Linda. "Take a look
through my skylight and my new window. Imagine you see the rugs
I am going to have and a few more pieces of furniture when I can
afford them; and let me particularly point out the fireplace that
Henry Anderson and your friend Peter designed and had built for
me. Doesn't it add a soul and a heart to my study?"

John Gilman walked over and looked at the fireplace critically.
He read the lines aloud, then he turned to Eileen.

"Why, that is perfectly beautiful," he said. "Let's duplicate it
in our home."

"You bungler!" scoffed Eileen.

"I think you're right," said Gilman reflectively, "exactly right.
Of course I would have no business copying Linda's special
fireplace where the same people would see it frequently; and if I
had stopped to think a second, I might have known that you would
prefer tiling to field stone."

"Linda seems very busy tonight," said Eileen. "Perhaps we are
bothering her."