A book in a thousand! It tells the splendid story of American young people, and shows their zestful life and wholesomeness in fine fashion. Honor Carmody is a heroine the reader will love, and her loyalty to Jimsy King runs like a golden thread through the story. The story of a love triangle, mixed with adventure and international travel.
sn't it?--Yes,--Madras House--'the barnyard drama of sex.... Male and female created He them ... but men and women are a long time in the making!'"
The lacing of the football was finished. The boy lifted his head and looked soberly at the door through which his father had entered, not quite steadily. Then he drew a long breath, threw back his shining bronze head, said something in a low tone to the girl, and ran into the house.
Honor Carmody got to her feet and stood looking after him, the odd mothering look in her square child's face. She stood so for long moments, without moving, and her mother and her stepfather watched her.
Suddenly Stephen Lorimer flung the window up as far as it would go and leaned out.
"It's all right, Top Step," he called, meeting the leaping gladness of her glance. "We've decided, your mother and I. You're going to L. A. High! You're going----" but now he dropped his voice and spoke only for the woman beside him, slipping a penitent and conciliato