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"You shall go a-hurry, Miss, hurry!" cried Mr. Winton. "I'll give you just
two days. One to clean, the other to move; to-morrow night send for me. I
want a swim; and cornbread, milk, and three rashers of bacon for my dinner
and nothing else; and can't the maids have my room and let me have a
blanket on the hay?"
"But father, the garden!" cautioned Leslie.
"Oh drat the garden!" cried Mr. Winton.
"But if you go dratting things, I can't economize," the girl reminded him.
"Rogers and I have that garden down on paper, and it's _late_ now."
"Leslie, don't the golf links lie half a mile from there?"
"Closer Daddy," said the girl, "right around the corner."
"I don't see why you didn't think of it before," he said. "Have you told
Douglas?"
"Not a word!" exclaimed Leslie. "I'm going to invite him out when
everything is in fine order."
"Don't make things fine," said Mr. Winton. "Let's have them rough!"
"They will be rough enough to suit you, Daddy," laughed Leslie, "but a few
things have got to be done.


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