"Tell me about the stupid party," he invited.
"It isn't one really," Janet explained; "it's just going to be."
"We're going to give it," Phyllis continued, "and it's going to be stupid because we can't think of anything to do that hasn't been done a million times before."
Mr. Keith's eyes twinkled, but he answered very gravely:
"I see."
"A picnic would be wonderful this weather, but there's no place to have a picnic in the city," Phyllis went on dejectedly.
"Quite so," Mr. Keith agreed; "let's all think for two minutes and then see who has an idea."
They thought, and at the end of the two minutes he said,
"Any ideas?"
"Not a one."