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.
"How sweet you look!" said Daisy, sitting beside her. "When are
you coming downstairs? The boys are moping all over the place. I
believe you're staying up here for coquetry."
The tone was light, but Patty could see that Daisy's words were at
least partly in earnest. But they were untrue, and Patty said,
"Oh, I'm going down for tea. I'm just writing to my father. Then
I'll dress and go downstairs. I'm all right, you know."
"Yes, you look so," said Daisy, glancing at the bright eyes and
roseleaf complexion. "You don't look a bit tired."
"I'm not now; but I was when I reached home this morning. Weren't
you?"
"Not very. I'm stronger than you are. Guy Martin and Lora Sayre
were here to talk about the Pageant.
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