“Certainly.”
“I am glad you have come. I have been on the point more than once of sending for you, but the days fly so! We have been busy, too.”
She had poured cups of tea for Gerald and Brenda. All four were seated and refreshing themselves.
It was a very large room, but a corner had been so arranged as to look shut in and cozy. There stood the tea-table convenient to the sofa and, surrounding it, a few chosen chairs in which one could sink and lean back and be comfortable.
“Have you had a tiring day?” Brenda asked her mother, somewhat as if she were tired herself at the mere thought of such a day as she supposed her mother to have had.
“No,” Mrs. Foss answered briskly; “it’s rather fun. I don’t mean that one doesn’t get tired after a fashion. Has Brenda told you, Gerald, how we have lately been occupied?”
“Some new people, I think she said.”
“Yes, some nice, funny Americans.”
“Funny, you say?”
“I say it fondly, Gerald. Let me tell you a little about them, and you will see what I mean. They are going to 27spend the winter here and wanted a house. What house do you think they selected?”