He came at once, followed by Larry Glass, who, upon grasping the scheme of decoration, smote his brow and balanced dizzily upon his heels. Speed was lost in admiration.
"Its wonderful!" ejaculated the young athlete. "Those college flags give it just the right touch. And see the cosey-corner!"
Glass regained his voice sufficiently to murmur, sarcastically,
"Say, ain't this a swell-looking drum?"
"We've used every bit of bunting on the ranch," said Jean.
"See the Mexican shawls!" Mrs. Keap added.
"And look," cried Miss Blake, "I brought you my prayer-rug!" She displayed a small Persian rug, worn and faded, evidently a thing of great age, at which Speed uttered an exclamation. "I always carry it with me, and put it in front of my bed wherever I happen to be."
Berkeley Fresno, drawn by the irresistible magnetism of Miss
Blake's presence, wandered in and ran his eyes over the room.
Speed took the rug and examined it curiously. "It's an old-timer, isn't it? Must be one of the first settlers."
"Yes. It's thousands and thousands of years old. Father picked it up somewhere in Asia."
"How does it work?" queried Glass, feeling of it gingerly.