CHAPTER XV

TWO WOMEN’S TROUBLES After stopping his car before the cottage, John Hampton alighted and gave a quick glance toward the “Eb and Flo,” now abreast of Beech Cove. He then turned, opened the gate, and hurried up the path to the house. His every movement was expressive of abounding health and buoyant vitality. As Mrs. Hampton met him on the verandah, her eyes kindled with pride. He was so big and manly, and his bronzed, clean-shaven face glowed with animation. He stooped to kiss her, and then holding her at arm’s l…