Chapter 9

"We'll seem just a couple of old women to her," sighed Clarinda. "But I do think--and our living next door to Miss Eldora Cherry all the days of her life. . . ." But Lucinda wasn't listening. Her gaze was fixed upon the amazing thing which was happening upon the lawn. Sally Chase and the tall man who looked like the Governor of the State had risen and were walking slowly across the lawn, not toward the gate, outside which his expensive motor with its liveried chauffeur stood waiting, but toward the house. A moment …