Peter turned and surveyed her slowly.
"Linda," he said quietly, "what I think of you has not yet been
written in any of the books."
CHAPTER XXV. Buena Moza
As soon as Peter had left her Linda took her box of candy flowers
and several of her finest roses and went to Katy's room. She
found Katy in a big rocking chair, her feet on a hassock, reading
a story in Everybody's home. When her door opened and she saw
her young mistress framed in it she tossed the magazine aside and
sprang to her feet, but Linda made her resume her seat. The girl
shortened the stems of the roses and put them in a vase on Katy's
dresser.
"They may clash with your coloring a mite, Mother Machree," she
said, "but by themselves they are very wonderful things, aren't
they?"
Linda went over, and drawing her dress aside, sat down on the
hassock and leaning against Katy's knee she held up the box of
candy flowers for amazed and delighted inspection.
"Ah, the foine gintleman!" cried Katy. "Sure 'twas only a pape I
had when ye opened the box, an' I didn't know how rare them
beauties railly was."
"Choose the one you like best," said Linda.
But Katy would not touch the delicate things, so Linda selected a
brushy hollyhock for her and then sat at her knee again.
"Katherine O'Donovan," she said solemnly, "it's up to a couple of
young things such as we are, stranded on the shoals of the
Pacific as we have been, to put our heads together and take
counsel.
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