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Another had some artificial flowers, and still another a tiny bottle of cologne. While the supper was going on, Mr. Lavine had darkened the parlor and stretched a sheet over the folding doors, and as soon as the young people were through eating they were treated to a magic-lantern exhibition by the gentleman of the house and one of the big boys, who assisted him.
Hamilton's mother was a woman of wit, beauty and education. While very young, through the machinations of her elders, she had been married to a man much older than herself rich, wilful and dissipated. The man's name was Lavine, but his first name we do not know, so hidden were the times in a maze of obscurity.
The accident on the coasting hill now occupied the attention of all. "Oh, Nan! Nan will be killed!" cried Flossie, as she stood with Freddie gazing down the slope. "No, she won't!" exclaimed Freddie, "Bert is going to save her you'll see!" "Oh, if he only can!" murmured Nellie Parks, one of Nan's friends. "I think he will! See, he is coming nearer to them," added Grace Lavine, another friend.
When Bert Bobbsey reached home that afternoon, having stopped his play on the lumber piles with Charley and Danny earlier than usual, the small boy saw his father and mother talking together on the side porch. Nan, Nellie Parks, and Grace Lavine were down in the yard under the shady grapevine playing. "Well, I don't see anything for us to do except to go out West," Bert heard his father saying.
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