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Grand Sandjandrum, take your place on that mussed up sand heap. You two other chaps, stand one each side of the prisoner as sentinels. I'll conduct this case, and Queen Sandy will pronounce the sentence. It's us Maynards that Hester Corey seems to have a grudge against, so it's up to us Maynards to take charge of the case. Prisoner, stand on that board there."
It's like a fairy dream, and I 'spect I'll wake up every minute. What about lessons, Mother?" "We've thought of that; but as your lessons would stop the first of June anyway, you'll only lose a few weeks, and so we're going to take you all out of school for that time. For this year, at any rate, Maytime shall be playtime for the Maynards."
But the other two were also easily pleased, and the three agreed that they didn't care whether they were motoring or staying at the lovely hotel. "Now, then, little Maynards, bed for yours!" announced their father, as he came strolling out to find them. "Father," said Marjorie, grasping his hand, "is this really an Ourday?" "Yes, Midget; of course it is.
These arrangements suited the young Maynards perfectly, and soon the game was in progress. The Indian Chief and the Squaw waited in ambush for the pale-faced Maiden to come along; the Chief meanwhile muttering dire threats of terrible tortures. Throwing herself into the game with dramatic fervor, Kitty came strolling along.
The Evershams were friends of theirs and were stopping at the same hotel, and since my friends were called back very suddenly, the Evershams asked me to go on to Egypt with them. It was very nice of them, for I'm a dreadful bother," said Arlee, dimpling. "But you speak of leaving them?" he said. "Oh, yes, I may do that as soon as some other friends of mine, the Maynards, reach here.
For when the Maynards reached Pelton, and had found the inn where they were to lunch, Pompton, the chauffeur, had expressed himself as unwilling to sit there quietly and await the arrival of King and Marjorie. "The poor children will be done out," he said to Mr. Maynard, "and by your leave, sir, I'll just take the car, and run back a few rods and pick them up."
So on a fair, sunshiny May morning, the big car started once more on its travels, with half a dozen Maynards packed in it. They were waving good-byes, and calling back messages of farewell, and the car rolled away, leaving Grandma and Uncle Steve watching them out of sight. Their next destination was New York City, where they were to make a short visit at Grandma Maynard's.
"Goo'-bye, Queenie Sandy," called Tom, as they separated at the turn of the path. "Good-bye, Tom, you old Grand Sandjandrum!" and then the Maynards ran into their own house. "Gently, my lad and lassie; gently!" warned Mrs. Maynard, as her two young hopefuls flung themselves upon her. "Oh, Mothery," cried Marjorie, "we had such a good time! And our court journal was lovely! Want to see it?
"Say, we've had about enough of this," he said, speaking quietly, and without excitement. "We Maynards are not accustomed to this sort of thing. We squabble sometimes, but we never get really angry." "Goody-goody boy!" said Hester, sneeringly, and making one of her worst faces at him. For some reason this performance struck King as funny. "Do it again," he said.
For a May-day which knew enough to fall on a Saturday was a satisfactory May-day, indeed! Of course there was to be a May party, and of course it was to be at the Maynards', because Marjorie always claimed that the whole month of May belonged to their family, and she improved every shining hour of the Maytime. The May party was really under the auspices of the Jinks Club.
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