"Wha-a-at?" says I.
"As best man," he goes on, "we appoint you general manager of the whole affair; don't we, Elsa?"
She nods, smilin'.
"With full powers," says she.
"We'll motor out somewhere," adds Mr. Robert. "You and Miss Vee take the limousine; we will go in the roadster. If Marjorie and Ferdie wish to come along, they can join us in their car."
"How about a dominie?" says I. "Do I pick up one casual along the road?"
"Oh, I forgot the Reverend Percy," says Mr. Robert. "He's consented to quit that East Side settlement work of his for a day. You'll have to take him along. Now, how soon may we start? To-morrow morning, say?"
"Hel-lup!" says I. "I'm gettin' dizzy."
"Then Tuesday," says he, "at nine-thirty sharp."