"What are you making, Margy?" asked Artie Marley curiously.
"Sewing the initials on my bathing suit," Margy returned. "See?"
She held up the Jersey cloth and showed the white letters "R.C." basted in place.
"How lovely!" cried Polly. "We can all have initials. That will be fun."
"But our pins are blue and gold," Artie objected, feeling of the little pin on his blouse.
"Well, this isn't a pin I'm putting on my bathing suit—just initials," said Margy.
"I guess Mother will sew some on for me," Jess announced hopefully. "My bathing suit is red—white letters would look all right, wouldn't they?"
"Of course. I'll have white, too, on my blue suit," decided Polly. "Where did you get your letters, Margy?"
"Mother cut them out for me—white flannel," Margy murmured, absorbed in going around the curve of the "C" with close, even stitches. "She cut out a set for each of you."