This awakened me from my trance.
"But he does!" I exclaimed in triumph. He is—and he's going to be!"
"Here?" the editorial voice called out sharply and joyously. "Here in Oldburgh?"
My head bobbed a concise yes.
"Bigger and better than ever?" my questioner tormented.
"A thousand times! Happiness for everybody!—Where there's a family there'll also be a House that's a Home—"
The old fellow began scribbling.
"I reckon he means model cottages," he observed sourly. "They all make a great pretense of loving their neighbor as themselves in this day and time."
"Yes—even if it's a cottage it will certainly be a model one—and what more could one desire?" I asked, rambling again.
"Then—what else?"