“But what I want to know is, ‘Where did Aunt Miriam find that sunburst?’” queried Fred.
And amid appreciative smiles, that fair lady told how, amid the excited rush from Fudge Attic the night before, she had found the diamond brooch sparkling on the floor. She had quietly retrieved it but had no thought of playing any joke on the Pasha until she saw his very preoccupied manner and his avoidance of conversation with her. She was not supposed to have missed the jewel and he was postponing the evil time as long as possible.
After lunch, several games of tennis were enjoyed and when it came time to return to Sunset Island Elizabeth said, “I may as well sail back with you, I suppose.”
“Yes, ’cause we’re all going to Belfast in the morning to replenish the commissary department,” answered Fred.
“Who’s going?” demanded Paul, eagerly.
“Everybody who wants to—we are taking the Medric and expect to spend the day.”
“I suppose you’ll see us up there too, then, as we are going to Belfast to shop before Uncle Bill goes away—he expects to leave here next week, you know,” said Aunt Miriam.
“Oh, won’t we have fun in Belfast—all together!” cried Miriam.
Billy seemed to be thinking of a plan formed the moment he heard Uncle Bill would be in Belfast the next day. So now he turned to ask a question.
“Say, Uncle Bill, you know, one time father said I could have the old engine that was taken from the launch he sold two years ago. Do you think you could help me sell that engine in Belfast and get enough for it to help mother think she can afford to add the rest of the price for a launch?”