Phillips genially. "That's
enough."
There was room for the whole dozen on the dining-porch. The favored few in
one corner of it could glimpse the blue plane of the lake, or at least
catch the horizon; the rest could look over the treetops toward the
changing colors of the wide marshes inland. And when the feast was over,
the chauffeur took his refreshment off to one side, and then amiably lent a
hand with the dishes.
"Let me help wipe," cried Cope impulsively.
"There are plenty of hands to help," returned his hostess. She seemed to be
putting him on a higher plane and saving him for better things.
One of the better things was a stroll over her tumultuous domain: the five
miles he had already covered were not enough.
"I'll stay where I am," declared Randolph, who had taken this regulation
jaunt before. He followed Cope to the hook from which he was taking down
his hat. "Admire everything," he counselled in a whisper.
"Eh?"
"Adjust yourself to our dominant mood without delay or reluctance. Praise
promptly and fully everything that is ours."
The party consisted of four or five of the younger people and two or three
of the older.
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