No father-in-law who loved calf's liver and a kitchen could withstand that invitation and he found he had accepted before he knew it. To his boundless delight, the dinner was as though designed in Heaven, for his delectation. Clam chowder, calves' liver and sliced onions, watermelon preserves, and home made apple pie--made by Kitty, who had received rigid orders to provide the richest and juiciest confection possible, overflowing with apples and spice. As they sat chummily together over a red table-cloth, which Eveley had bought especially for this occasion, she said thoughtfully: "I believe I am the only really happy person in the world. Do you know why? It is because I am free. I am not dependent on the whims or fancies of any one. I eat what I like, go where I like, sleep when I like. It is the only life. I often think how remarkable it is that you can be so happy living down there with those honeymooners, doing everything to please them, eating what they like, going to bed when they get sleepy. It is wonderfully unselfish of you--but I couldn't. I have to be free." "You are a sensible girl," he said thoughtfully. "I never saw any one more sensible. Don't you ever get married. You stay like you are. Holy Mackinaw! Don't this liver melt in your mouth?" "I do not really care for an apartment like this," Eveley went on. "I prefer a cottage, off by itself, with a little garden, and a few chickens in the back yard, just a tiny shack in a eucalyptus grove, a couple of rooms where I can eat in the kitchen and sleep in the living-room." "Oh, mama, it sounds like Heaven," and he rolled his eyes to the ceiling. "I am looking for a cottage now. If I find exactly what I want, I may move. I should think you would prefer something like that yourself--a little rusty cot and a garden and a dog, where you could smoke all over the house, and have your friend come in for pinochle every night. I do not see how you can live as you do cooped up with a bride and groom." He sighed dolorously. "But I suppose some people like it. It wouldn't do for me. That is why I am looking for a cottage. Do you drive a car?" "A Ford. I wanted to buy a Ford, but daughter said no, they would not have a Ford. They would wait till they could afford an electric. She wouldn't let me buy a Ford for myself either. Said it looked too poor." "Did you ever have one?" "Me? Sure I did. But I accidentally drove off the road into the sand when I was fishing once, and the tide was coming in and it washed the car down. And when I got back with another car to tow mine out, it was gone. Some said the tide carried it out to sea, and some said a thief stole it, but it was gone, so it didn't matter how it went." Then Eveley was content to talk of other things. The next day she called up from the office, and asked to speak to Father-in-law.