"
"Faint heart never won fair lady," laughed Patty, shaking her fan at
him. "I always accept invitations."
"Accept mine, then, for the next dance," said Philip Van Reypen, who
overheard her words as he was passing.
"No programmes to-night," returned Patty, smiling at him. "Ask me at
dance time."
As no dances could be engaged ahead, except verbally, Patty was
besieged by partners for every dance.
"Oh, dear," she cried, as, at the fourth dance, five or six eager
young men were bowing before her; "what shall I do? I'd have to be a
centipede to dance with you all! And I can't divide one dance into
six parts. And I can't CHOOSE,-that would be TOO embarrassing! Let's
draw lots. Lend me a coin, somebody."
"Here you are," said Van Reypen, handing her a bright quarter.
Patty took it, and put both hands behind her.
"You may try first, Phil, because you put up the capital. Right or
left?"
"Right," said Philip, promptly.
Patty gaily brought her hands into view, and the quarter lay in her
left palm.
"Next!" she said; "Mr. Downing."
"Left," chose that young man, as Patty again concealed her hands.
But that time she showed the coin in her right hand.
"My turn now," said Ken Harper, "AND, you'll please keep your hands
in front of you! You don't do it right.
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