"The top of the back needs
a strip cover, too. Cut another nineteen inches long. There, _I_
think that's not such a bad looking chair!'"
"Do you want cushions for those chairs?" inquired Ethel Brown,
appearing at the door with a piece of cretonne in her hand. "We've got
material enough for at least seat cushions for both of them."
"They'll be lots more comfy," admitted James, "if the excelsior crop is
still holding out."
"It is. I'll make them right off, and Ethel Blue can help you out
there."
She retired from view and sent out her cousin, and until the sun set
the two boys and Dorothy and Ethel measured and sawed and nailed, with
results that satisfied them so well that they did not mind being tired.
CHAPTER VII
TROUBLE AT ROSE HOUSE
"If it weren't that I could come out here and see you every day or so I
should be wild to get back to work in Oklahoma."
Edward Watkins was the speaker. He and Miss Merriam were walking
through a wooded path that ran from Rosemont to Rose House. The day
was warm and the shade of the trees was grateful.
"How is your patient?" asked Gertrude.
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