It's going to be in the daytime.

All out in the blessed sunshine and under the trees.

And everybody is going to be invited--everybody who belongs." The child's brow clouded.

"Everybody who belongs?
Why, can't Uncle Felix come ?" "Certainly, he can come.

He 'belongs.'" "And--Fudge ?" "What, that little devil of a dog?
Yes, he can come, if he promises to behave himself," and he shook his head at the culprit.