Geordie nodded.
'Sixteen and sixpence,' repeated papa. 'How have you managed to get together all that?'
'It's hut money,' I replied. 'I mean it's on purpose to spend on the hut. We have other savings, too, for Christmas and birthdays—this is all for the hut.'
'And it shall be spent on the hut,' said papa, 'on something lasting—to do honour to you both.'
Wasn't that nice of him?
[CHAPTER V]
'WHAT CAN SHE MEAN?'
I remember that Monday afternoon so well. It was very interesting. Mr. Lloyd was very kind and clever about things, and the carpenter, though a rather slow, very silent man, understood his business and was quite ready to do all that was wanted. Papa was as eager as a boy, and Geordie full of ideas too. So between us we got it beautifully planned.