"Hurrah! Three cheers for mumsie!" cried Amethyst excitedly, one morning.
"What's up now?" enquired her brother, in a provokingly calm tone.
"Why, we're all going for a picnic to Gullane Head, father as well, for the whole day. Isn't it scrumptious?" And she danced about him in great glee.
"Very," he agreed, "but whom do you mean by 'all'?