The Girl was placed on a couch and made comfortable and then the Harvester looked around.
"That bundle there, Rogers, is the curtains we bought for this room.

If you and my wife think they are not right, we will not hang them." The decorator opened the package and took out curtains of tan-coloured goods with a border of blue and brown.
"Those are not expensive," said the Harvester, "but to me a window appears bare with only a shade, so I thought we'd try these, and when they become soiled we'll burn them and buy some fresh ones." "Good idea!" laughed the Girl.

"As a house decorator you surpass yourself as a Medicine Man." "Fix these as you did those upstairs," ordered the Harvester.

"We don't want any fol-de-rols.

Put the bottom even with the sill and shear them off at the top." "No, I am going to arrange these," said the decorator, "you go on with your part." "All right!" agreed the Harvester.