"We could take the train back, if Ted should get used up," Hubert suggested.
"Yes, only it's going to be such lovely moonlight."
"Then take the train over and ride back," Hubert amended. "Truly, papa, I think Ted could do it. She rides like an Indian."
"I didn't know that Indians had taken to bicycles," Mrs. McAlister said, with a smile.
"Like a tomboy, then."
"That's not polite," Theodora protested.
"Never mind; it's true. But can't we try it, papa? Aunt Alice is always asking us to come over to see her, and this is such a splendid chance, before I go back into school, or it gets too warm. We can ride over, Friday morning, stay all day, and come back at night. The twilights are long, at this season, and the moon will be full."
Hubert's persuasion carried the day, and the doctor gave a reluctant permission. Three days later, the twins set forth on their ride. Theodora, in her spotless linen suit and with her pretty wheel, was radiant with anticipations. It was her first all-day trip on her bicycle, and she felt that it would be a much more enjoyable experience than her shorter rides, which, for the most part, had been beside Billy's tricycle. In some mysterious manner known only to boys, Hubert had learned to ride without being taught, and an occasional spin on a borrowed wheel was apparently all that was needed to keep him in perfect training.
The whole family assembled on the piazza to see them start.
"You'd better not ride back," Mrs. McAlister called after them. "If you are at all tired, Teddy, you must take the train."