"We have enough wood to last longer than we'll remain at the cottage," Penny said. "Why don't you try resting now and then?"
"I'm not paid to do that."
"You more than earn your salary," Penny told him. "Dad doesn't care whether you keep busy or not."
"Your father has been very good to me," Michael said soberly. "I don't feel right about it. I think he's keeping me on because he knows I'd have trouble getting any other job."
"Nonsense, Michael."
"I don't feel right about drawing pay for nothing," the young man repeated.
"You let him worry about that," Penny laughed. "Anyway, I suppose we'll be going back to the city soon."
Her words seemed to startle Michael, but after a moment of silence, he nodded.
"Well, I'll be getting on up to the cottage," he said. "Mrs. Masterbrook probably has a job for me. When she can't think of anything else she has me peel potatoes."
"That's her work, not yours," Penny told him. "You're altogether too easy, Michael."