Occasionally I have seen a vision that I have
wanted to follow, but I never have had time. So far, the lady of
this house is even more of a dream than the house."
"Oh, well, don't worry," said Linda comfortingly. "The world is
full of the nicest girls. When you get ready for a gracious lady
I'll find you one that will have an India-rubber imagination and
a great big loving heart and Indian-hemp apron strings so that
half a dozen babies can swing from them."
Morrison turned to Henry Anderson.
"You hear, Henry?" he said. "I'm destined to have a large
family. You must curtail your plans for the workroom and make
that big room back of it into a nursery."
"Well, what I am going to do," said Henry Anderson, "is to build
a place suitable for your needs. If any dream woman comes to it,
she will have to fit herself to her environment."
Linda frowned.
"Now, that isn't a bit nice of you," she said, "and I don't
believe Peter will pay the slightest attention to you. He'll let
me make you build a lovely room for the love of his heart, and a
great big bright nursery on the sunny side for his small people."
"I never believed," said Henry Anderson, "in counting your
chickens before they are hatched. There are a couple of acres
around Peter's house, and he can build an addition as his needs
increase."
"Messy idea," said Linda promptly. "Thing to do, when you build
a house, is to build it the way you want it for the remainder of
your life, so you don't have to tear up the scenery every few
years, dragging in lumber for expansion.
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