Gladys had already run off home, and Marjorie was soon equipped and ready to follow.
As she flew out of the door, she remembered the joke about the babies.
"Oh, Mother, I've something to tell you!" she cried.
"Never mind now," said Mrs. Maynard, hurrying her off. "It will keep till you get back. And I hate to have you keep the Fultons waiting. They're in haste to start. So kiss me, and run along."
Even as she spoke, Dick Fulton appeared, saying he had been sent to hurry Marjorie up; so taking Dick's hand, the two ran swiftly down the path to the gate. Mrs. Maynard watched Marjorie's flying feet, and after she was out of sight around the corner, the lady returned to the house.
With a glance at the sleeping child, she turned to Mrs. Harrison, who was just coming downstairs.
"Totty is sleeping sweetly," she said, "so come at once to luncheon, Mildred."
"In a moment, Helen. I think I'll take off her cap and coat; she'll be too warm."
"You'll waken her if you do."
"Oh, well, she'll drop right to sleep again; she always does. And anyway, it's time she had a drink of milk."