At Windmill Farm, the Brownies found Hanny and the housekeeper busy in the spic and span kitchen. The room was fragrant with the smell of baking. Little cakes had been taken from the oven and now were being beautifully frosted. “Why, we must be having a party!” laughed Connie. Now the Brownies could not imagine why everyone seemed so happy at Windmill Farm. Nor could they understand the reason Mr. Van Der Lann had gone to so much trouble just for them. “I think someone is keeping a secret from us,” guessed Connie. “Isn’t that right?” “It could be,” admitted Miss Mohr. “Tell us!” pleaded Rosemary. “Later--” “Right now!” teased the Brownies. “Shall we tell them?” Miss Mohr asked, turning to Hanny’s uncle. “Why keep them in suspense?” he replied. “Let the news be known.” “I want to pass the little cakes!” cried Hanny in excitement. She made everyone sit in the living room. Then she passed the refreshments, giving every Brownie one of the delicately frosted cakes. Now the girls were not very hungry, having finished their lunches only a short while before. Being polite, however, they did not mention this. Vevi was the first to break open her little cake. “Why, there’s a piece of paper in mine!” she exclaimed. “Read it,” urged Hanny. “I already know the good news.” Vevi spread out the strip of paper. Two names had been printed on it. She read them aloud. “Peter Van Der Lann and Miss Mohr!” she exclaimed, not understanding why the names had been baked into the cake. “Peter and I are to be married in a few days,” the librarian announced. “We decided to have the wedding so soon because Peter must go to New York with his tulip bulbs. We’ll call it our honeymoon.” Now the Brownies were delighted to hear that Miss Mohr was to wed. They were especially glad that Hanny would have someone as nice as the librarian to look after her. “If you are to be married right away, I don’t suppose there will be a big wedding,” Vevi remarked. “Oh, we couldn’t omit that,” smiled the librarian. “We plan a wonderful church wedding. Hanny is to be the ring bearer. I want all the Brownies to be there.” “As bridesmaids?” Vevi asked quickly. Miss Mohr explained that Miss Gordon and some of her older friends would act as maids. She promised though that the Brownies would have a special pew in the church. After refreshments had been enjoyed, the Brownies went outside to play. Never had Windmill Farm looked so beautiful. The rain had made the grass fresh and green. Tulips were bent over and heavy with water, but the bright sun was reviving them. “I want to ride in the boat!” declared Connie quickly. “I’m going to pick tulips,” announced Rosemary. “A bouquet of nothing but bright pink ones.” “I want to pick flowers too,” declared Jane. “My bouquet will be purple.” Sunny announced that she intended to watch the windmill for awhile and then ride with Connie in the boat. “What will you do, Vevi?” asked Hanny.