"What an angel of a baby!" cried Mona, taking the smiling infant
in her arms. "And a solid angel too," she added, as the child
proved more substantial than she had appeared.
"Yes; she's nearly two years old, and she weighs exactly right,
according to the best schedules. She's a perfect schedule baby in
every way."
Then the small piece of perfection was handed over to what was
probably a schedule nurse, and general introductions followed.
Patty liked the Kenerleys at once. They were breezy and pleasant
mannered, and had an affable way of making themselves at home.
"Mona," said Mr. Kenerley,--"I shall have to call you that, for I
doubt if my wife has ever even mentioned your last name to me, and
if she has, I have forgotten it,--Mona, how long does one have to
be a guest at 'Red Chimneys' before he is allowed to go for a dip
in that tempting looking ocean I perceive hard by?"
"Oh, only about ten minutes," said Mona, laughing at his
impatience. "Do you want to go now, alone, or will you wait until
later? Some men are coming soon who would probably join you for a
swim. I expect Bill Farnsworth."
"DO you! Dear old Bill! I haven't seen him for years. But he's so
big, he'd take up all the surf,--I think I'll go on by myself.
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