"What is it?" clamoured Alec. "I'm sure I'm right."
"I'm sure I am!" asserted Frank.
"I know!" cried the delighted Molly, bursting with importance. "May I tell?" Her father nodded. "Twenty-one!" she exclaimed triumphantly.
"Bosh! Why, he said he was that last year!" cried Frank.
"And the year before," asserted Alec; "and the year before that—I remember quite well. Father always says that."
"Guy!" called their mother just then. "Please send the children in to me." She was having her morning tea, so the young people ran into the adjoining room to hug her and be hugged in return.
NOON
"Sun's tum out!" announced Molly, as she toddled away from the nursery window.
"Hooray!" shouted Frank. "It's going to be fine for this evening!"
There were going to be great doings. Father's birthday and Guy Fawkes' Day made a grand double event long looked forward to with enjoyment.