he explained. "I have some land near your farm, though I don't live on the place. My name is John Holt."
Aunt Matilda glanced from him to Robin.
She knew all about John Holt, and was quite sufficiently business-like to realise that it would be considered good luck to have him for a friend.
"Well," she said to them, "you've got into good hands."
John Holt laughed.
"By this time we all three think we've got into good hands," he said, "and we're going to see this thing through."
"They haven't money enough to see much of it," said Mrs. Jennings.
"No," said John Holt, "but I have, and it's to be my treat."
"Well," said Aunt Matilda, "I suppose you can afford it. I couldn't. I've come here on business."
"You'd better let us help you to combine a little pleasure with it," said John Holt. "This won't happen twice in your life or mine."
"There's been a lot of money wasted in decorations," said Mrs. Jennings. "I don't believe it will pay them."
"Oh, yes; it will pay them," said John Holt. "It
