"By the way," interposed Mr. Norwood, "my wife said something about taking one of those for a month or two. I have the tentative offer of one."
"O-oh!" gasped Amy, clasping her hands.
Her father laughed outright. "See," he said to the other lawyer. "You are going to have a guest, if you go there. I can see that."
"The bungalow is big enough for the girls and their friends," admitted Jessie's father.
"That beats the farm!" cried Amy to Jessie.
"It will be nice. And we can take Henrietta and Bertha along."
"They are going in any case, I hear from Blair," said Mr. Norwood briskly. "His wife will take them. There is an old farmhouse that belongs to the Haney estate. You see, a part of the bungalow colony and the Club golf course are included in the old Haney place. The real estate men who exploited the island a few years ago did not trouble themselves to get clear title to the land. They made their bit and got out. Now there are two parties laying claim to the middle of the island."
"Oh, dear!" cried Jessie. "Then it isn't sure that little Henrietta will get her island? Too bad!"
"Personally I am pretty sure that she will," said Mr. Norwood, with conviction. "But it will cause a court fight. There is another claimant, as I say."
"You are right," agreed Mr. Drew. "And he is a fighter. Ringold never gives up a thing until he has to."