Nancy gave Bert an ecstatic glance; this was
wonderful! The scattered homes were all beautiful, all different.
Some were actual mansions, with wide-spreading wings and half a
dozen chimneys, but some were small and homelike, etched with the
stretching fingers of new vines, and surrounded by park-like
gardens. Even about the empty plots hedges had been planted, and
underbrush raked away, and the effect was indescribably trim and
orderly, "like England," said Nancy, who had never seen England.
As they slowly circled about, they caught glimpses of tennis
courts, beyond the lawns and trees, glimpses of the blue water of
the bay, glimpses of white, curving driveways. Here a shining
motor-car stood purring, there men in white paused with arrested
rackets, to glance up at the strangers from their tennis. Nancy
looked at Bert and Bert at Nancy, and their eyes confessed that
never in all the months of hunting had they seen anything like
THIS!
Presently they came to the end of the road, and to a richly wooded
plot that formed a corner to the whole tract. A garden had been
planted, but it was neglected now, and weeds had pushed up here
and there between the bricks of the path.
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