Chapter 12: Crossed Orbits

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌⁠There are few things more restful than watching other people working hard, and the sensation is doubly piquant when one is sitting in the shade watching the worker toiling beneath the sun. Mrs. Peters was sitting in the shade; and though she would have denied the suggestion of idleness (for was she not picking the names of likely helpers for the imminent bazaar?), it was not unpleasant to observe