Linda listened quietly to all their suggestions, and then she
said:
"It would be fine to have another window, and a small skylight
would be a dream, and as for the fireplace you mention, I can't
even conceive how great it would be to have that; but my purse is
much more limited than Peter's, and while I have my school work
to do every day, my earning capacity is nearly negligible. I can
only pick up a bit here and there with my brush and pencil --
place cards and Easter cards and valentines, and once or twice
magazine covers, and little things like that. I don't see my way
clear to lumber and glass and bricks and chimney pieces."
Peter looked at Henry, and Henry looked at Peter, and a male high
sign, ancient as day, passed between them.
"Easiest thing in the world," said Peter. "It's as sure as
shooting that when my three or four fireplaces, which Henry's
present plans call for, are built, there is going to be all the
material left that can be used in a light tiny fireplace such as
could be built on a third floor, and when the figuring for the
house is done it could very easily include the cutting of a
skylight and an extra window or two here, and getting the
material in with my stuff, it would cost you almost nothing."
Linda's eyes opened wide and dewy with surprise and pleasure.
"Why, you two perfectly nice men!" she said. "I haven't felt as
I do this minute since I lost Daddy. It's wonderful to be taken
care of.
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