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Page 57
"Hello, people!" said Guy. "Where's everybody that belongs to this
chateau? We've come through myriads of empty rooms, but at last we
find the gems of the collection."
"Why, Miss Dow," exclaimed Lora, looking at Daisy's gown, "is this
a DINNER party?"
Daisy laughed, and explained, rather pleased than otherwise to be
the sole narrator of the interesting tale. Needless to say, she
and Bill Farnsworth figured as the principal actors in her
dramatic version of the motor adventure, and, naturally, Bill
could not contradict her.
"I congratulate you, Miss Dow," said Guy, "on looking so fit after
such a trying ordeal. Patty is all right, isn't she?"
"Oh, yes; she's all right, but you know, she can't stand much
fatigue. And the whole performance unnerved her, and gave her a
chance to insist on having a beauty sleep."
"Which she doesn't need for THAT purpose," laughed Lora, good-
naturedly. "But I fear we are keeping you, Miss Dow. Don't you
want to get into a morning frock? Wouldn't you feel more
comfortable?"
"No, it doesn't matter," and Daisy's manner gave the effect of
sacrificing her comfort to the guests, though really she was of no
mind to run away and lose this call.
"We came to talk about the Pageant," began Guy. "We want to get
the various parts settled."
"Well, of course we can't answer for the others," said Daisy, "but
let's discuss it,--it's such fun, and among us, we may think up
some good ideas. I've had lots of experience with this sort of
thing out West."
"Oh, have you?" said Guy, eagerly. "Then DO help me out. I have to
get up such a lot of characters,--all representative of the sea,
you know. I want Mr. Farnsworth here for Father Neptune, that's
certain."
"I'm quite willing," said Bill, good-naturedly. "Do I wear a
bathing suit?"
"No, indeed," replied Lora. "You wear a gorgeous robe, all dark
green muslin, in billowy waves, and cotton wool on it for sea
foam. Then you'll have a stunning crown and a trident and a lot of
paraphernalia."
"Lovely," said Bill. "I do think I'll look just sweet! Who is with
me in this misery?"
"Well, the Spirit of the Sea is the next most important figure on
this float. I wanted to be it, but mother thinks I'm not strong
enough to stand it. She refuses to let me try. So I suppose it
will be Patty."
"Patty Fairfield!" exclaimed Daisy. "She's not strong enough,
either. Suppose I take that part. I'm used to posing, and I can
stand in one position without getting tired. I'll do it, if you
want me to."
"But we've really asked Patty," demurred Guy, "and she hasn't
decided yet."
"Well, leave it to me," said Daisy. "I'll ask her, and if she
wants the part, all right, and if not, I'll take it."
This seemed satisfactory, and the matter was dropped while they
discussed other details of the float.
Laurence Cromer came down while they were talking, and they all
adjourned to the veranda, while the artist gave them the benefit
of his advice as to decorations and scenic effects.
Then the bathers came back from the beach, and all went to work
heartily to make and carry out plans for the Pageant.
Patty had luncheon sent to her room, for she was more affected by
the exposure to the storm and the nerve exhaustion of the
adventure than the others were. However, as Mona and Mrs. Kenerley
and Baby May spent much of the time with her, she did not have a
dull day. In the afternoon Daisy came in. Patty, in a blue silk
negligee, sat at her desk writing letters.
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