As soon as the title to the property was found to be clear, Checkers gave a certified check to Mr. Tyler for twenty thousand dollars, and a warranty deed was signed, conveying the property, in fee, to Persis Barlow. This was in accordance with Checkers' desire, and was a great surprise to Pert and her parents. "What's mine is yours, dear," he said with a smile, "and what's yours is your own." And that ended the matter—unfortunately for Checkers.
There was just one question upon which the two had a serious difference—the case of Arthur Kendall.
"Now, Edward," said Pert one evening (when she called him 'Edward' he knew that something important was coming), "I want to talk to you about something that has been worrying me dreadfully."
"What is it, sweetheart?"
"And I want you to promise to do as I ask you."
Checkers felt suspicious, and refused to "go it blind."
"Well, it's about the Kendalls. I want you to make up with Arthur, somehow—"
"Not on your—"
"Yes, Edward; you must. Remember the Thanksgiving sermon about forgiveness and loving your neighbors."
"Oh, it's all well enough to love your neighbor, but there 's no necessity for taking down the fence. Arthur treated me like a step-child, and—"