"And you and Renée shall be my bridesmaids, no matter what dresses you wear!"
"And Emile shall be my best man!"
"And, oh, won't mother and Celia be surprised? You see I had guessed all about Capt. Allan because Aunt Pen acted so funny when we spoke of him, but Mother doesn't know a single thing! Was there ever such a nice, jolly wedding planned before?"
Renée's face was a little clouded. It would be wonderful to go to the sea, but ought she and Emile to leave the little grandmother?
"Bless you, she shall come, too! Ocean air will finish up the good work that her happiness has started! I can't have my plan spoiled--not even if we have to charter a whole train!"
Pat wanted to begin packing immediately.
"When will we go, Daddy?" she cried.
"Day after to-morrow," he answered with the promptness of decision that was characteristic.
"I'm glad that you give me that much time! I'll have to get 'something old and something new, something borrowed and something blue,'" laughed the bride-to-be.
"And we can go to Keineth's party and tell them all about it!" Pat was silent for a moment. Then going to her Daddy she laid her cheek coaxingly against his arm.