"Where would we go?"
"Quite far from here. Up on Telegraph Hill."
"Oh, that would be splendid! We could always see the bay, and over the strait to all the mountains beyond. Yes, I should like to go."
"Well, I am glad. It will be more convenient for me, but we would have to go, anyhow. This place has been sold."
"Is there a stable? And I think I would like a garden. And at least one tree."
He laughed.
"They have been taking down part of the hill. No doubt some day they will take it all down. That is the fashion of cities. But our end not being so high will not be disturbed for some time to come."
"This has been nice," she said retrospectively. "But I shall like the new place, and the bay, and—and——"
"And the change," he laughed. Then he called Miss Holmes, who had put away the last of her dishes.
He had talked this over with her before, but he had not made his bargain until to-day. Then they settled a few of the most important points. There were to be some repairs made, but they could go the next week. And to-morrow he would take them up to see it.