Nancy was in her element, there was much to
do, and she was the only person who knew how it should be done.
Even Bert stood amazed at her efficiency, and accepted her orders
admiringly.
In the exquisite summer twilight she sent him to the
Biggerstaffs'. Nobody had yet found sleeping wear for the man of
the family, that was message one. And message two was the grateful
acceptance of the fresh milk that had been offered. Everybody he
met wanted to add something to these modest demands. Bert had not
felt himself so surrounded with affection and sympathy for many
years. At seven o'clock he was back at the garage, heavily laden,
but cheerful.
Nancy leaned out of the upper window, where geraniums in boxes
bloomed as they had bloomed when first the Bradleys came to Holly
Court and called out joyfully, "See how nice we are!" The
children, laughing and stumbling over each other, were carrying
miscellaneous loads of clothing and bedding upstairs. Bert picked
up two pillows and an odd bureau drawer full of garments, and
followed them. His wife, busy and smiling, greeted him.
"That's lovely, dear--and that just about finishes us, up here.
You see we've cleared out these two big rooms, and the Ingrams'
man came just in time to set up the beds.
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