A frown clouded Bill's face.
"Do you suppose Aunt Caroline will want to go?" he asked.
"Want to? Why, she must."
"I don't see why. I don't believe she'd enjoy it a bit. We can have a barrel of fun if Aunt Caroline doesn't go. Let's leave her home."
Mary shook her head decisively.
"That's out of the question. Of course she'll go.
"But, listen; I don't need any chaperon."
"Well, perhaps I do," said Mary.
"Oh!" Bill was still scowling. "Why couldn't we let Pete be the chaperon?"
Mary squashed that suggestion with a glance.