And happy Linda went down to the kitchen, where she found her father and Johnny, and Deacon Burbank, who had just come home to dinner.
Mr. Trafton was hungry, and quite willing to take dinner at the deacon’s, instead of waiting till they arrived at East Berlin.
They all became very well acquainted in the course of the meal, and Mr. Trafton promised to bring Linda to see Mrs. Burbank, whenever he came that way.
“And I will bring my crazy quilt and show it to you, when I get it done, Mrs. Burbank,” added Linda.
Whereupon Johnny spoke up, and said:
“If you don’t get on with your crazy quilt any faster than my sister does with hers, you won’t ever get it done!”
And Linda told him that sounded just like Fred!
Johnny carried the pillow-case out to the buggy and tucked it under the seat; and Linda could think of nothing but her crazy pieces all the way to East Berlin.
When she got home and showed them to Fred, he declared they were the jolliest, craziest lot of pieces he had seen yet!
And when Linda’s quilt was commenced, all the girls went wild over it; but she laughingly refused to tell them where her pieces came from.