“The eggs will be sixty-seven cents,” Jane said in a businesslike tone. “That is the regular market price. I’d carry the box this side up if I were you.”
Lucy counted the change into the woman’s palm. 69
“You have such a pretty home,” she murmured as she did so.
“We like it,” replied Jane pleasantly.
“I don’t wonder. The view from this porch is beautiful. Sometime I hope you’ll let me come over and see you.”
Lucy heard two faint simultaneous gasps.
“I’d be glad to have you,” came steadily from Jane.
“And I’d like you to come over and see me some day, too—all of you,” went on the girl.
“We don’t have much time for goin’ out,” returned Jane. “There’s such a lot to do that——” she stopped, appearing for the first time to be confused.
“I know there is,” Lucy assented serenely. “I am afraid I have kept you too long from your work as it is. You must forgive me. Thank you very much for the eggs.”