From the star chamber windows Robin and his merry men looked down on the transformation which was taking place in their old domain.
The long grass was cut down, and with it those patches of pepper grass that had seasoned many a feast. The bushes and vines were trimmed, the walk was reddened, the shutters were thrown open. Every day added something to the change, yet, besides the servants, no one had been seen about the house.
Who could their new neighbors be? The subject was discussed morning, noon, and night, till their father said he would have to tell them the story of the man who made a fortune minding his own business. Uncle William, who was there at the time, said that probably the man was too stupid to enjoy his fortune after he made it, and he pretended to be willing to go over and inquire at the door, if Louise would go with him.
"At least we know there can't be any children," said Bess, "for they couldn't stay in the house all the time."
"Please tell us the story about the man, Father," asked little Helen, and couldn't understand why they all laughed.