looked away. Ned whistled a few tuneless notes softly. Then they went on, Miss Comfort walking faster than ever and saying no word.
"Well," said Laurie later, "you've got to hand it to her for imagination. Why, when I said to her, 'Here's where the stove goes,' or 'You could put your bureau here, Miss Comfort,' blessed if I don't think she actually saw them there! Once, after she'd decided to put the kitchen table over on the further side of the cabin, she was over there a few minutes later and sort of feeling around just like she was trying to find the rolling-pin or something!"
"And wasn't she pleased?" asked Bob. "Gosh, you'd have thought we'd presented her with a million-dollar castle! The old girl is certainly happy!"
"Cut out the 'old girl' stuff," growled Ned. "She's a lady."
"Sure, I didn't mean anything, Ned. And as for being old, gee, I've seen a heap of younger folks that couldn't have shown half her pep!"
A visit to the town hall obtained for them the information that the tract of land between road and river behind the old bulkhead was town prop-
