They can't very well steal her out of Blackton's house while I'm gone." For an hour after MacDonald left him he walked about in the neighbourhood of the Blackton bungalow smoking his pipe.

Not until he saw the contractor drive up in the buckboard did he return.

Joanne and Peggy were more than prompt.

They were waiting.

If such a thing were possible Joanne was more radiantly lovely than the night before.