"I see." The farmer scratched his head. "Well, I dunno. Maybe we could let ye have butter an' milk. One thing is certain, I've got to have pasturin'."
"We could fence off part of the lot in some way and you could use that."
"Thet's so."
"Besides that, I'll want some plowing done. I may have to hire you for that," pursued Randy.
"I must say I like your spunk, Randy. I shan't charge ye a cent fer plowin'."
After that the farmer and our hero talked matters over for half an hour, and the farmer told the youth what might be planted to advantage even so late in the season. Then Randy went home, feeling that the family was going to make a good move.
CHAPTER IX
THE NEW HOME
The next few days were busy ones for Mrs. Thompson and for Randy. The landlord of the cottage in which they lived was notified that they were going to move, and then the woman set to work to get ready to vacate, while Randy went over to the other place to put the house in condition for occupancy.