“All right,” said Kitty; “then we’ll storm Castle Maynard, and take the fair Lady Larkin captive.”
“If she’s in a good humor,” put in King.
“She’s bound to be, on her birthday,” said Midge. “Well, then we’ll make her and Rosy Posy queens of the feast, and then we’ll all celebrate together.”
“Sounds lovely!” said Dorothy. “And do we wear fancy dresses?”
“Sure!” said King. “Half the fun is in rigging up. We must each match our float, you know. I’ll be an Arctic explorer.”
“You can have Father’s fur motor-coat,” said Flip; “then you’ll look the part first-rate.”
“Good,” said King; “and I know where I can catch a pair of snowshoes. What’ll you be, Delight?”
“A fairy, of course. But can we go through the street in that sort of rigs?”
“Oh, yes,” said Marjorie; “just down Broad Avenue. Everybody knows us. And, anyway, it’s just like the pageant in New York; they went on the streets in fancy clothes.”
“It’s more like the Baby Parade in Asbury Park,” said Dorothy; “I saw that once, and the children wore all sorts of pretty costumes. And they had baby-carriages, decked out with every sort of thing.”