"They are so beautiful that it seems as if they are real jewels!"
sighed Barbara, gazing raptly at the seemingly precious stones.
"Polly says a man offered a fabulous price for a small interest in this
spot," remarked Eleanor, taking up a handful of the pebbles and letting
them run between her fingers in a speculative manner, while she glanced
covertly at her sister.
"Not really!" exclaimed Barbara, looking at Polly.
"Yes, but please let's not talk of it. Father does not like any of us
to speak of it, as he fears John and I will have our heads turned,"
returned Polly, sending a reproachful look at Eleanor.
But Eleanor smiled with satisfaction, for she knew she had boosted
Polly's value a thousand fold in Barbara's estimation.
"Well, I'd sell out if it was me! My, but the good times I could have
on the money this would bring!" sighed Barbara, glancing up at the
masses of colored stones towering above her in the sunshine.
"My brother John says he is going to work these cliffs as soon as he
finishes his college course of engineering," said Polly.
"And Tom Latimer is going to be his partner!" added Eleanor, watching
her sister closely.
"Nolla, I didn't tell you that, at all!" cried Polly.
"Tom Latimer! Does _she_ know him?" asked Barbara of Anne.
"I don't know, Bob; Paul and he are great friends of John Brewster's,
you know."
Polly would not deign to look at Eleanor again, and took the homeward
trail without another word as she felt pained at her newly found
friend's mis-statement of facts.
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