n to discuss the plans
for the foundation for Peter's house. Anderson had roughly outlined the
grounds, sketching in the trees that were to be saved, the spring, and
the most available route for reaching the road. The discussion was as to
where the road should logically enter the grounds, and where the garage
should stand.

"Which reminds me," said Linda--"haven't you your car with you? Or was
that a hired one you were touring in?"

"Mine," said Peter Morrison, "but we toured so far, it's in the shop for
a general overhauling today."

"That being the case," said Linda, "walk home with me and I'll take you
to your place in mine and bring you back to the cars, if you only want
to stay an hour or two."

"Why, that would be fine," said Peter. "You didn't mention, the other
evening, that you had a car."

"No," said Linda, "I had been trying to keep cars out of my thought for
a long time, but I could endure it no longer the other day, so I got
mine out and tuned it up. If you don't mind stacking up a bit, three can
ride in it very comfortably."

That was the way it happened that Linda walked home after school that
afternoon between Peter Morrison and his architect, brought out the Bear
Cat, and drove them to Peter's location.

All that day, workmen had been busy under the management of a
well-instructed foreman, removing trees and bushes and stones
and clearing the spot that had been selected for the garage and
approximately for the house.

The soft brownish gray of Linda's dress was exactly the color to
intensify the darker brown of her eyes. There was a fluctuating red in
her olive cheeks, a brilliant red framing her even white teeth. Once
dressed so that she was satisfied with the results, Linda immediately
forgot her clothes, and plunged into Morrison's plans.

"Peter," she said gravely, with Peter perfectly cognizant of the twinkle
in her dark eyes, "Peter, you may save money in a straight-line road,
but you're going to sin against your soul if you build it. You'll have
to economize in some other way, and run your road around the base of
those boulders, then come in straight to the line here, and then you
should swing again and run out on this point, where guests can have one
bewildering glimpse of the length of our blue valley, and then whip them
around this clump of perfumy lilac and elders, run them to your side
entrance, and then scoot the car back to the garage. I think you should
place the front of your