"I'll teach you next summer," said Violet, "and take my pay in song."
"That's proverbially cheap," said Edgar.
"Yes, 'a song,' perhaps," returned Violet, "but I shall exact dozens."
Edgar tossed his head with the gleeful smile.
"It's a bargain," he declared.
CHAPTER XIV
SPRING
Spring came all too soon for Philip after his gloriously solitary and absorbed winter.