"What a life! And you come here in summer?""Yes, we camp in that cabin there. It is quite comfortable.""Comfortable? I should say! What a glorious camp! By Jove--I say! I mean what a time you must have! What do you do?""Oh, we are very lazy. Canoe, swim, the boys fish a bit--and play tennis!""The boys?""Yes, our working boys--and--and their friends.""Lucky beggars!"For some moments they sat silent, their eyes upon the darkening hills across the river.Then the young man said "Say! About Paddy?""Yes, we must--""I was thinking. Is this your place? This point I mean?""Yes all down to the river.""Well--wouldn't this be a great place for Paddy?""I--I was thinking of the garden.""The garden? Well--but--out here--under the trees--no digging and fussing with planting things--all by himself out here?"The girl sat for a few minutes thinking.