"I wish I could. Do you know, I should just love to raise flowers——"
"That's it!" screamed Nan delightedly. "Just the thing! Have a hot-house,—cut-flowers for the million,—beat Haas & Schaeffer out of town! You could do it, Cathy; you have exquisite taste in flowers, and everybody will be crazy to have a basket or bouquet from the high-art green-house! We girls will always buy of you,—why, Haas sent me a lot of carnations for the Atwood party without any stems to them——"
"And he never knows enough to have narcissus or daffodils, or any of those stylish flowers!" excitedly broke in Cathy, with dilated eyes.
"And don't you charge quite five dollars apiece for rose-buds either!"
"And I will cut lots of leaves with them; and funeral people shall not have those hideous 'gates ajar' from my establishment!"
But at this both girls burst into a merry laugh, and seriously set about discussing the ways and means.
Cathy decided to find out the cost of such an undertaking, and the business outlook of the project before consulting Fred.
Nan remembered that her father knew a man somehow connected with a green-house in another city.
Cathy mentioned a certain corner of their grounds where she could build hers.
Nan suggested that she go down to Johnson's and see what books there were on the subject; and so on, until at last they parted with a happy sense of lively stir and aim.