CHAPTER XIII

THE HOME ON THE CREEK “I THINK it’s the loveliest home that ever was!” said Tommy solemnly. “Well, indeed, it takes some beating,” Wally agreed. “Creek Cottage”—the name was of Tommy’s choosing—was ready for occupation, and they had just finished a tour of it. There was nothing in it that was not fresh and bright and dainty—like Tommy herself. The rooms were small, but they had good windows, where the crisp, short curtains were not allowed to obscure the view. There were fresh mattings and linoleums on the floors, …