"But the Gordon place is rented. Wonder what Dick will do without all his junk?"
"That's so. Well, we can bring him here. All the gang will be back by that time."
"Heard when and where he comes in?"
"Depends upon the yachters, of course. But Dick said something about a lady's good health or bad health, I forgot which."
A bevy of young ladies now discovered the youths who had been thus enjoying a smoke and talk, and the boys were promptly carried off to the ball room, where the strains of an alluring waltz were floating.
"Now Gracie, see what's going to happen?" exclaimed Louise, as soon as talking thus was safe. "Your adorable Dick of the marine room is coming back on a yacht, and he's going to miss his junk."
"And maybe he'll give us a sail on the millionaire's yacht!" suggested Grace.
"See that it includes every True Tred. There, I believe the grown-ups are breaking in on our evening," complained Mary. "Let's make a march out of that waltz."
"Don't you have wonderful times here, Mary?" asked Grace, entering the brilliant room again.
"Yes, but I can't say that I like it better than a simple home life," replied Mary. "We travel so much, and it's hotel all the time——"