“I bought these from a mountain girl, Mrs. Lupo,” said Billie.
The woman went on working without looking up. Billie repeated what she had said. There was still no answer, and the girls went out of the kitchen somewhat disconcerted.
“She’s a queer, shy creature,” said Billie, and thought no more about it.
CHAPTER IV.
TABLE TOP.
Miss Campbell was quite willing to trust her brood with Ben Austen.
“He was always reliable,” she remarked. “When he was a baby, his mother could depend on him not to cry at the wrong time, although, of course, he was only human.”
On the whole, she was relieved that her cousin had asked Ben to make them a visit. Mr. Lupo was all very well and had guided their walking parties up the trails, or, seated beside Billie in the “Comet,” had pointed out good roads for motoring; but Miss Campbell did not consider him as entirely to be trusted, because, as you probably recall, she never liked mixed bloods nor mixed colors, either.