Part 25 (2/2)

”The store?” said Evelyn

”Mrs Winter means a shop,” Mordaunt explained

”Oh,” said Evelyn, ”that is interesting! What did you sell?”

”Most everything people wanted Dry goods, groceries, sweet biscuits--you'd call it cake--and we had quite a trade in Sundaes”

”What is a Sunday?”

Mordaunt laughed ”A little delicacy you consuine it's sometimes an ice and sometimes a sweetmeat, or a cleverly mixed drink Perhaps it's oftenest enjoyed on Sundays and holidays, but they don't spell it with a _y_”

”I s?”

”Carrie,” said Mrs Winter, with a look of pride ”She baked the biscuit, too”

”I don't think I should like baking One et so hot,” Evelyn remarked, and turned to Carrie ”Was it hard work?”

Carrie was talking to dick Halliday, but she looked up and laughed, although there was a touch of color in her face

”Oh, no,” she said ”Anyhow, it was not as hard as cooking for the boys in the woods I did all the cooking, and they liked the hash I put up”

Jiht Carrie's western accent was rather marked and wondered why she had said _hash_ Evelyn's questions had been asked with languid good humor, as if she ot a hint of antagonislad when Mrs Halliday began to talk about so else

Evelyn did not support her much, but Mrs Halliday was firm

”You ot up, but when they went on the terrace Jih he wanted to talk to Evelyn, Carrie ave him a rather curious smile when he stopped by the stone bench she occupied

”I allow your English relations have first claiht,” she remarked ”You can talk to me when you like”

”A new claim doesn't wipe out older ones,” Jireed ”You're rather obvious, Jiot up and joined dick Halliday, and Jim felt puzzled

CHAPTER II

JIM'S GUESTS

After breakfast nextJim and his friends went out on the terrace The tide was full and the woods across the bay looked like islands A line of white surf e of thecreeks, to the foot of the rising ground

Soleam of sunshi+ne touched the lonely flats and they flashed into lureen, silver, and yellow Then the color faded and the light ainst their round The landscape had not the sharp distinctness common in Canada; it was dian to think about Evelyn She was so but not obtrusive One could not, so to speak, realize Evelyn at a glance; she was marked by subtle refinelish reserve was fascinating, because it hinted at the reward one et if one could break it down Carrie, too, was thinking about Evelyn, Mrs Winter was sewing, and Jake occupied hi an old pipe