Do you live in a white marble house at
home?
Jane got two new undervests out of her trunk and
slit them open.
The house is yours, said Jimmy John with an air of
making them apresent of it. We canget it at the Corners of course but dad likes
home-made bread. But Jane knew the house had always been theirs. Jane got acquainted
with the Snowbeams also that week.
MrsJimmy John gave her a lamb skin dyed red for a
bedside rug. Jane had been so taken up with her house that she had not looked atthe
view at all. It was jolly to have someoneto share a joke with.
The house their Aunt Matilda Jollie lived
in.
I just cant bear to have this day go, said Jane.
Nobody knew how SolomonSnowbeam contrived to feed his family
And everyone of them had a pleasant
smile.
Im glad I was predestined to send for you. She had
seen Lake Ontario, paleblue and shimmering, but this .
How could two people like mother and dad hateeach
other? MillicentMary Snowbeam, aged six, was neither impudent nor friendly. You have
to have toads in your garden for luck, explained Punch. Let us not forget we are
house-hunting, Jane, he said coolly.
Youd likely git itreasonable if you jewed him down
a bit.
Dad didnt; he ranged them along the edge of his
plate and lookedat her quizzically. He talked to her just as ifshe were grown
up.
Nobody took any notice when Jane fed him bits
ofjohnny-cake. Dad called her Superior Jane in a tone of mock awe till the jokewore
out.