money into it, on the quiet."

"Well, if they can risk their little all, we can take a chance!"
giggled Nancy.

"Of course that isn't generally known," Bert warned her, "but it
just goes to show you that it's a BIG THING. He was telling me
about this feller that had a gorgeous home just built there, and
his wife's mother gets ill, and they all move to California. He
said I could look at it, and that it would speak for itself."

"Did he say whether there were any trees?"

"He said this particular place had wonderful trees."

"And what's the price, Bee?"

Bert knew that this was his weak point.

"He didn't say, old girl."

Nancy looked rueful, her castle in the dust.

"Oh, BERT! It may be something awful!"

"No, it won't, for I'd just been telling him what we were looking
at, don't you see!"

"Oh, that so?" Nancy was relieved. "But it will be the first thing
_I_ ask him," she predicted.