I'll always ask you on Friday at what hour to come, and hereafter Saturday is ours." "Ours it is," said Linda.
Then she put the Bear Cat through the creek and on the road and, driving swiftly as she dared, ran to Lilac Valley and up to Peter Morrison's location.
She was amazed at the amount of work that had been accomplished.

The garage was finished.

Peter's temporary work desk and his cot were in it.
A number of his personal belongings were there.

The site for his house had been selected and the cellar was being excavated.
Linda descended from the Bear Cat and led Donald before Peter.
"Since you're both my friends," she said, "I want you to know each other.

This is Donald Whiting, the Senior I told you about, Mr.
Morrison.