"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.
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