MRS. RADER HAS A WORD TO SAY
She murmured, "Perhaps Mr. Carron would be more comfortable in a house that wasn't so upset."
"He'd be a great deal less comfortable in any of the other places around here. That's no reason at all," Rader declared emphatically. "Why not stay at least till the end of the week?"
For the first time since the subject had been opened Blanche looked up. "Why shouldn't Mr. Carron stay until the end of his vacation?" she remarked casually. "It is only two weeks."
The poor woman looked at her daughter with a defeated eye. She seemed to be conscious of the spirit in the house, the trampling spirit of youth that was conspiring against her, beating her determination down.
"First rate!" Rader acclaimed. "And perhaps if these women are through making you move sofas about, you wouldn't mind looking at my windows and tell me why they stick so. I can't open 'em."
Mrs. Rader made a horrified, protesting sound, while her daughter shook with laughter.
"I could regulate the weights of those before I go in the morning," Carron suggested. He felt that so much was only decent.
"Look here, you mustn't talk like that. Hermione, you make him stay."
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