Beach instead of going to the mountains. But--the joy was a little
dampened at the idea of staying with Mona, and not at "The
Pebbles."

"Why can't we both stay here?" she said at last. "Let Mona visit
me here, and let her aunt chaperon us just the same."

"Oh, no," Mona said. "I know father wouldn't consent to that. You
see, it's a great undertaking to close up our big place, and find
homes for the servants, and look after the horses and gardens and
all that, just for two months. Father was relieved at the thought
of just walking off and leaving it all in charge of Aunt Adelaide.
And then, we could have so much more room there, you know--" Mona
paused, blushing. She did not want to imply that "Red Chimneys"
was a grandly appointed mansion, while "The Pebbles" was only a
pretty cottage, but that was what she meant.

"Yes, I know," said Nan, kindly helping her out. "You have such
immense grounds, and luxuries of all sorts. Why, your place is a
Pleasure Park of itself, with the pond and tennis court, and
fountains and grottoes and all such things."

"Yes, it is a lovely summer place," said Mona, earnestly, "and I
should do everything I could to make Patty happy there. I know how
much she wants to stay at Spring Beach, and it seemed such a
satisfactory plan all round."

Patty was still thinking. But, by this time, she was wondering if
she were really a selfish, disagreeable snob or not. For, the
truth was, Patty did not entirely like Mona, though she had grown