I won't stir to
stop you. Take him to Onabasha, and to Chicago with you. Use every art
you possess. If the old charm can be revived I will be the first to wish
both of you well. Now, I must return to my visitors. Kindly excuse me."
Elnora turned and went back to the arbour. Edith Carr followed the
fence and passed through the gate into the west woods where she asked
Henderson about the car. As she stood near him she whispered: "Take Phil
back to Onabasha with us."
"I say, Ammon, can't you go to the city with us and help me find a shop
where I can get this pinion fixed?" asked Henderson. "We want to lunch
and start back by five. That will get us home about midnight. Why don't
you bring your automobile here?"
"I am a working man," said Philip. "I have no time to be out motoring. I
can't see anything the matter with your car, myself; but, of course you
don't want to break down in the night, on strange roads, with women on
your hands. I'll see."
Philip went into the arbour, where Polly took possession of his lap,
fingered his hair, and kissed his forehead and lips.
"When are you coming to the cottage, Phil?" she asked. "Come soon, and
bring Miss Comstock for a visit. All of us will be so glad to have her."
Philip beamed on Polly. "I'll see about that," he said. "Sounds pretty
good. Elnora, Henderson is in trouble with his automobile. He wants me
to go to Onabasha with him to show him where the doctor lives, and make
repairs so he can start back this evening.
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