And you're to stay here till he comes back and can talk things over with you.

Would you care to walk around the farm and the groves with me?
Or would the sun be bad for your head ?" "It would be just the thing my head needs most," he declared.
"Besides, I've heard so much of these wonderful Florida farms.
I'm mighty anxious to inspect one of them.

We can start whenever you're ready." Ten minutes later they had left the lawn behind them, and had passed through the hedge into the first of the chain of citrus groves.

In front of them stretched some fifteen acres of grapefruit trees.
"This is the worst soil we have," lectured Claire, evidently keenly interested in the theme of agriculture and glad of an attentive listener.

"It is more coral rock than anything else.