They made room
for her between them and spreading the paper across her lap, all
three of them began to discuss the plans for the foundation for
Peter's house. Anderson had roughly outlined the grounds,
sketching in the trees that were to be saved, the spring, and the
most available route for reaching the road. The discussion was
as to where the road should logically enter the grounds, and
where the garage should stand.
"Which reminds me," said Linda--"haven't you your car with you?
Or was that a hired one you were touring in?"
"Mine," said Peter Morrison, "but we toured so far, it's in the
shop for a general overhauling today."
"That being the case," said Linda, "walk home with me and I'll
take you to your place in mine and bring you back to the cars, if
you only want to stay an hour or two."
"Why, that would be fine," said Peter. "You didn't mention, the
other evening, that you had a car."
"No," said Linda, "I had been trying to keep cars out of my
thought for a long time, but I could endure it no longer the
other day, so I got mine out and tuned it up. If you don't mind
stacking up a bit, three can ride in it very comfortably."
That was the way it happened that Linda walked home after school
that afternoon between Peter Morrison and his architect, brought
out the Bear Cat, and drove them to Peter's location.
All that day, workmen had been busy under the management of a
well-instructed foreman, removing trees and bushes and stones and
clearing the spot that had been selected for the garage and
approximately for the house.
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