Patty's pretty face was almost invisible through her
motor veil, and as Mr. Cameron had no idea that she was the girl who
had talked to him the night before, and as he really had no interest
in girls in general, he merely made a very polite bow and went
directly toward the piano.
"I wish you'd stay and hear some music," said Marie, but Patty only
murmured a refusal, not wanting Mr. Cameron to hear her voice, lest
he recognise it.
He was an attractive looking man of fine physique and handsome face,
but he looked extremely dignified and not very good-natured.
"All musicians are cross," Patty thought to herself as she went down
in the elevator, "and I wasn't going to have that man think that I
went around to Marie's to see him!"
She decided to call for Elise to go to the art gallery with her, and
she found that young woman ready and glad to go.
"I hadn't a thing to do this afternoon," said Elise, as they started
off, "and I love to go anywhere with you, Patty. Shall we have a cup
of tea afterwards?"
And so it was after they had seen the pictures, and as they were
sitting in a cosy little tea-room, that Elise said suddenly:
"Do you know Mr. Cameron? He's a cousin of Marie Homer's.
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