John entered fully into his delight and added, "Why, Ramsby told me that
there were some fine old carpets yet on the floors and Genoese velvet
window-curtains lined with rose-colored satin which were not yet past
use."
"Oh, delightful!" cried Harry. "We will blend Lucy's white lace ones
with them. John, I am coming into the dream of my life."
"I know it, Harry. The farm is small but it will be enough. You will
soon have it like a garden. Harry, you were born to live on the land and
by the land, and when you get to Yoden your feverish dream of cities and
their fame and fortune will pass, even from your memory. Lucy and you
are going to be so busy and happy, happier than you ever were before!"
It was however several days before the change could be properly entered
upon. There were points of law to settle and the packing and removal to
arrange for, and though John was anxious and unhappy he could not leave
Harry and Lucy until they thoroughly understood what was to be done. But
how they enjoyed the old place in anticipation! John smiled to see Harry
from morning to night in deshabille as workmanlike as possible, with a
foot rule or hammer constantly in his hand.
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