"
Naughty Patty went dancing off with Van Reypen, and Ken looked after
them, a little crestfallen.
"But," he thought, "there's no use being angry or even annoyed at
that butterfly of a girl. She doesn't mean anything anyway. Some
day, she'll wake up and be serious, but now she's only a little
bundle of frivolity."
Kenneth had been friends with Patty for many years; far longer than
any of her other young men acquaintances. He was honestly fond of
her, and had a dawning hope that some time they might be more than
friends. But he was a slow-going chap, and he was inclined to wait
until he had a little more to offer, before he should woo the pretty
butterfly.
And, too, Patty would never listen to a word of that sort of thing.
She had often proclaimed in his hearing, that she intended to enjoy
several years of gay society pleasures, before she would be engaged
to any one.
So Kenneth idly watched her, as she circled the room with Van
Reypen, and took himself off to find another partner.
"Oh, Valentine, fair Valentine," said Van Reypen to Patty, as they
danced.
"Wilt thou be mine, and I'lt be thine," returned Patty, in mocking
sing-song tones.
"Forever may our hearts entwine," improvised Philip, in tune to the
music.
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