"Daddy Everett, you look just as though you had a secret!"
Her Daddy assumed a very important air.
"I have! I have a surprise! You've all had one but me! And I am sure you will think that mine is best of all! And I thought of it all myself!"
"Oh, what is it? If much more happens I'll be walking on my head! What can it be!" Pat looked from one to another. "Aunt Pen, you're giggling so silly I believe it's something about your wedding! It is! It is! May Ren and I be bridesmaids, Aunt Pen, and wear gauzy dresses and big hats and carry bouquets?"
"You're warm, Pat!" teased her father.
"Please, Aunt Pen!" implored Pat in an agony of curiosity.
"Mother has suggested in a note to me that your Aunt Pen and I bring you and Renée to Atlantic City and meet them there----"
"But I'm determined to make Aunt Pen marry me right away, you see; I can't even wait for gauzy hats and big dresses--we've wasted so much happiness, already!" cut in Capt. Allan.
"So I said let's all go and meet Mother, and we can have the wedding down there where the breaking waves dash high----"
"Oh, Daddy, Daddy, that's the bestest, grandest surprise of all! A wedding in Atlantic City! Only the waves can't dash very high--'cause there's no stern and rock-bound coast--only sand! But we'll trim the room with flowers----"