"At any rate," she exclaimed, "it will soon be vacation time. I can do ever so much more in the house then."
"Nor do I believe that is a good plan," her father said, shaking his head. "The best thing that could happen to you would be for you to go away for a change. I have a good mind to send you back East. Your Aunt Almira—"
"Oh, Daddy! Never! You don't mean it?" cried the girl.
"Why, you'll like your Aunt Almira. Of course, Jase Day is not such an up-and-coming chap as one might wish; but he is a good sort, at that. And there is your cousin, Marty."
"But I don't know any of them," sighed Janice. "And I don't want to leave you."
"But if we cannot get any help—"
"I'll get along. What would you do in this house alone if I went away?" she demanded.
"I'd shut it up and go down to the Laurel House to board."
"Oh, that's awful!"
"No. I get my lunch there now. It's not very bad," said Broxton
Day, smiling.