Then they drew up to the fire and toasted their toes on the brass fender.
“There is plenty of time. The whole summer is before us,” said Miss Campbell sleepily. “We have weeks and weeks in which to see Westminster Abbey and London Tower and Windsor Palace and all the other sights. We shall take a good long rest to-day. I still feel myself rolling and pitching on that horrid old ship. After you have had your sleep and feel quite rested and strong again, you may put on your best evening dresses and——”
The little lady paused and blinked her eyes mysteriously.
“And what, dearest Cousin?” cried Billie.
“Oh, do tell us, Miss Campbell,” exclaimed the others.
“Tell you what, my dears?”
“Why are we to put on our best evening dresses?”
“Don’t you like to dress up?” she asked mischievously.
“Of course,” exclaimed Nancy.
“Cousin Helen, you’re a naughty little tease,” cried Billie. “You have been keeping a secret from us all this long time.”