Edward Lee laughed when Flip had finished the story.
“That is very impolite of you,” said Martha Mary. “I liked Tamalpais and you shouldn’t laugh.”
“Wasn’t laughing at that,” said Edward Lee.
“What was it, then?” asked Martha Mary.
“It’s Liza,” said Edward Lee. “Look at her. Someone has been putting white clouds over her.”
Sure enough, Liza was sound asleep with her arms about Hermit’s neck.
Hermit was asleep, too, with his mouth open and his tongue hanging out, although it is very bad to sleep with one’s mouth open.
But, you see, Hermit is only a dog and dogs can’t understand everything.
CHAPTER VIII
IN WHICH MARTHA MARY HAS A WONDERFUL DAY
AND LEARNS THE LOVELIEST OF SECRETS AND
FLIP’S ASPIRATIONS ARE EXPLAINED