“You may as well wonder about that as anything else,” said Peter. “I’m wondering if we can find a cab that will leisurely convey us home.”
“By way of Constantine’s Arch,” reminded Patty.
They soon found a carriage and the four climbed in.
“Let’s be a club,” said Patty, who loved to organise things. “Then we can go and see things regularly.”
“Not very regularly, the way we see them,” said Peter. “But I’ll join your club. Shall we call it the Roamin’ Club?”
A howl of derision greeted this jest, and Lank added to the fun by saying, “No, let’s just call it the Romers, and then we can Rome all around.”
“Don’t be idiotic,” said Violet. “I propose the Wanderers’ Club, that’s more sensible.”
“But there’s been a Wanderers’ Club,” objected Patty; “how about the Wonderers’ Club, instead?”
“Capital,” said Peter. “Just the Wonderers, then we can wonder as much as we like while we’re wandering.”
“Flo will have to belong to it,” said Patty. “She’s coming to-day.”