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 colored shells lying quietly at the bottom of the ocean of blue air.

Joe made her a present of it. "There you are! There's Westlake for you. See the Congregational steeple? There's Cedarmere—Aunt Sarah's—over on the other side of the lake. See the sun shining on the conservatory?"

"Where's our house? Oh, I see it!"

"How does this prospect please my lady?"

"It's heavenly."

"What would you think of a house just here?"

"Mercy! Wouldn't it be divine!"

"Then that's settled."

"Joe, what do you mean?"

"I've had this site in mind for some time, but I wanted to be sure you liked it before I entered into any negotiations."

"But, Joe—we couldn't possibly ever afford"

Joe laughed indulgently. "I didn't say we were going to start building this week, Mrs. Green, but things are looking up for me, the future looks pretty bright. I knew you'd like the idea. How about a terrace just here, for the sunsets—the mansion—ahem!—here, of course—we might get DeCourcey Johnson to draw us some suggestions, just tentatively—the stables and kennels hidden by these pine trees"

Kate gave a loud sigh, to keep from bursting with delight. And then she sighed again, with happy sadness. How could she bear to leave the house where