"The Sand Club! That sounds interesting. Tell me about it."
So King and Marjorie told all about the Sand Club and its six members, and Cousin Jack declared that was just enough for his idea of a Fourth of July celebration.
"Now for the plan," he went on. "How about a picnic in the woods, which I see sticking up over there, and then come back to Bryant Bower for some fireworks later?"
"I think that sounds beautiful!" said Marjorie, and King entirely agreed.
"Why not have the fireworks here?" said Mr. Maynard. "You're too good to these children, Jack."
"Not a bit of it. We can have a celebration here some other night. But I've picked out the glorious Fourth for my own little racketty-packetty party. You see, on that day we can make all the noise we like and not get arrested."
"Can we dress up, Cousin Jack?" asked Marjorie.
"Sure, child; wear your best bib and tucker, if you like, but I like you better in your play-clothes."
"I don't mean that. I mean costumes."
"Midget is great for dressing up," explained King. "She always wants some cheesecloth wobbed around her, and veils and feathers on her head."