In Billy's rooms new curtains graced the windows and new rugs the floors.

In Mrs.Stetson's, too, similar changes had been made.
The latest and best "Face of a Girl" smiled at one from above Billy's piano, and the very rarest of William's treasures adorned the mantelpiece.

No guns nor knives nor fishing-rods met the eyes now.
Instead, at every turn, there was a hint of feminine tastes: a mirror, a workbasket, a low sewing-chair, a stand with a tea tray.

And everywhere were roses, up-stairs and down-stairs, until the air was heavy with their perfume.

In the dining-room Pete was again "swinging back and forth like a pendulum," it is true; but it was a cheerful pendulum to-day, anxious only that no time should be lost.