CHAPTER XIV
A PERFECTLY GORGEOUS IDEA
Ned and Bob were watching Thomas, the
man-of-all-work, rolling the cinder surface
of the new tennis-court. Theirs was a pleasant
occupation for such a morning, and Laurie joined
them where they sat on a pile of posts and boards
that had once been a grape-arbor and that had
been removed to make way for the court.
"What happened to you?" asked Ned. "Thought maybe they'd had you arrested. Bob and I were just talking of pooling our resources and bailing you out."
"I found I had nearly ninety cents," said Bob proudly.
"No, they were all right about it," replied Laurie musingly. Then he lapsed into silence, staring thoughtfully at Thomas as he paced to and fro behind the stone roller.
"What do you think of it?" asked Bob, nodding at the court.
