‘Why, it’s a sort of carpenter’s job,’ he said; ’and I heard his hammer going this morning before sunrise, for I was up early for once and out in the park.  Sounded as if he were shingling a roof, and that’s work, you know, which must be done in fair weather.  It might rain and spoil the plastering.’

‘Thank you,’ Jerrie answered, curtly.  ’Harold is shingling a roof, and cannot come.  But where is Maude?  Is she shingling a roof, too?’

’Yes, b-b-by Jove.  You’ve h-hit it.  Maude’s sh-shingling a roof, too:  the b-best joke out,’ Billy Peterkin chimed in, glad of an opportunity to join in the conversation, and so get some attention from Jerrie.

He was a little man, only four feet five with heels, and he wore the light clothes of which Maude had written, and a stove-pipe hat, and dove colored gloves, and carried a little cane, which he constantly nibbled at, when he was not beating his little boot with it.  But he was good-natured and inoffensive and kind-hearted, with nothing low or mean in his nature; and Jerrie, who looked as if she could have picked him up and thrown him over the house, liked him far better than she did the ‘elegant Tom,’ as she had nicknamed him, who stood six feet without heels, and who knew exactly what shade of color to choose, from his neck-tie to his hose, which were always silk of the finest quality.  Tom was faultlessly gotten up, and he knew it, and carried himself as if he knew it, and knew, too, that he was Tom Tracy, the future heir of Tracy Park, if he were fortunate enough to outlive both his uncle and his father.  Jerrie had disliked him when he was a boy and she disliked him now, and turning her back upon him pretended to be interested in ’little Billy,’ as she was in the habit of calling him; he was so short and she was so tall.

He was speaking of Harold, and he said: 

’It’s a dused shame he co-couldn’t come, b-but he sent some money by Dick to buy you a b-basket in New York, and by George, we’ve got you a st-stunner down to the h-hotel; only I’m a-a-fraid it’ll be w-wilted some b-before to-morrow.

‘Yes,’ Dick said, coming forward, ’I should not have told you now, if Billy had not let it out; Hal did give me some money to buy a basket of flowers for you; the very best I could find, he said, and I got a big one; but I’m afraid it was not very fresh, for it begins to look wilted now.  You must blame Tom, though; he pretends to be up in flowers, and advised my getting this one in New York, because it was so handsome and cheap.’

‘Oh, it is all right,’ Tom drawled, in that affected voice he had adopted since his return from Europe.  ’It was the best, any way, we could get for the money.  Hal, you know, isn’t very flush in the pocket.’

It was a mean speech to make, and all Tom’s audience felt it to be so, while Jerry crimsoned with resentment and answered hotly: 

’Faded or not, I shall care more for Harold’s flowers than for all the rest which may be given me.’