ars carry away every stick and stone I possess and myself thrown in before I would ask her here to board."
"My, Mother! I'd no idea you had such a temper. You're as bad as Dave Corbett," asserted Walter teasingly.
His mother tossed her head but he saw her flush uncomfortably.
"I suppose you wouldn't want a regular boarder," suggested the boy in order to turn the conversation.
"A boarder!" There was less disapproval than surprise in the ejaculation, however.
"Lots of people in the town do take summer boarders," added he.
"The thought never entered my head before," reflected his mother aloud. "There certainly is plenty of room in the house, and we have a royal view of the water. Besides, there's the garden. Strangers are always coming here in vacation time and asking if they may look at it or sketch it. It never seemed anything very remarkable to me for most of the flowers have sown themselves and grow like weeds, but of course there's no denying the hollyhocks