"Hop in," he said. He had driven down in a runabout.
"Brother get off all right? Gad! He CAN play. And
you've made the whole thing possible." He turned to look at
her. "You're a wonder."
"In your present frame of mind and state of being," laughed
Fanny, "you'd consider any one a wonder. You're so pleased
with yourself you're fairly gummy."
Fenger laughed softly and sped the car on. They turned in
at the gate. There was scarlet salvia, now, to take the
place of the red geraniums. The gay awnings, too, were
gone.
"This is our last week," Fenger explained. "It's too cold
out here for Katherine. We're moving into town to-morrow.
We're more or less camping out here, with only the Jap to
take care of us."
"Don't apologize, please. I'm grateful just to be here,
after the week I've had. Let's have the news now."
"We'll have lunch first. I'm afraid you'll have to excuse
Katherine. She probably won't be down for lunch." The Jap
had spread the luncheon table on the veranda, but a brisk
lake breeze had sprung up, and he was busy now transferring
his table from the porch to the dining room.
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