"No, it isn't!" declared Midge, stoutly. "It's only a joke, and it can't do any harm. Mother didn't know it was a different baby, and I don't believe Mrs. Harrison will know either."
Trim and tidy once more the two friends went downstairs.
As they were on the stairs they heard the sound of the telephone bell.
Mrs. Maynard answered it, and in a moment Gladys realized that her own mother was talking at the other end of the wire.
After a short conversation, Mrs. Maynard hung up the receiver, and said:
"Mrs. Fulton says that Mr. Fulton has come home quite unexpectedly and that they are going for an afternoon's motor ride. She wants both of you girls to go, but she says you must fly over there at once, as they're all ready to start. She tried to tell us sooner, but couldn't get a connection on the telephone."
"But we haven't had luncheon," said Marjorie, "and I'm fairly starving."
"They're taking luncheon with them," explained Mrs. Maynard. "And you must go at once, not to keep Mr. Fulton waiting. Of course, you needn't go if you don't want to, Midge."
"Oh, I do! I'm crazy to go! And luncheon in baskets is such fun! What shall I wear, Mother?"
"Go just as you are. That frock is quite clean. Put on your hat and coat, and I'll get a long veil for you."