"What else?"
"I can't fathom it. I knows what she means when she says she's homesick; I've been that myself. But what's this about Squid Cove? 'Tis the queerest thing ever I knowed!"
Tommy Lark flushed.
"Woman," he demanded, eager and tense, "what does the maid say about Squid Cove?"
"She says she's homesick for the cottage in Squid Cove. An' that's every last word that she says."
"There's no cottage in Squid Cove," said Sandy.
"No cottage there," Elizabeth's mother agreed, "t' be homesick for. 'Tis a very queer thing."
"There's no cottage in Squid Cove," said Tommy Lark; "but there's lumber for a cottage lyin' there on the rocks."
"What about that?"
"'Tis my lumber!" Tommy roared. "An' the maid knows it!"