"We'll have to ask Roger about his house," laughed James who came over with Margaret one afternoon and confessed to the same feeling.
"Not yet," answered Helen.
"Helen is full of ideas up to her very eyebrows, I believe," said Ethel Blue. "She's just giving us a holiday."
"Mother said we needed one," assented Helen. "After we've had a few days' rest we can start on something else. There's no need to call on Roger yet awhile."
"Why not? My idea is a perfectly good one," insisted Roger, strolling in.
Just at this minute Mary entered with a note for "The Secretary of the United Service Club."
"For you, Ethel Blue," said Roger, handing it to his cousin.
Ethel Blue slipped a cutter under the edge while the others waited expectantly, for the address indicated that the contents was of interest to all of them.
"What does this mean?" she cried as she read. "What is it? Is it true?"
She was so excited that they all crowded around her to see what had taken away her power of explanation.