"
"I don't know him," said Patty, smiling, "but I've been introduced
to him. Just as I was leaving Marie's to-day, he came in. But he was
very abstracted in his manner. He merely bowed, and without a word
he went straight on to the piano and began fussing with his music."
"You were just leaving, anyway?"
"Yes; but I would have remained a few moments, if he had been more
sociable. But, of course, I couldn't insist on his talking to me, if
he didn't want to."
"He doesn't like girls," said Elise, but as she spoke she smiled in
a self-conscious way.
"So I've heard," said Patty, smiling herself. "He seems young to be
what they call a woman-hater. I thought only old bachelors were
that. Well, he has no interest for me. There are plenty of boys in
our own set."
"Don't you tell, if I tell you something," and now Elise looked
decidedly important.
"What is it? I won't tell."
"Well, it's the funniest thing! That Mr. Cameron wants to meet me,
though he never has seen me."
"What!" exclaimed Patty, in astonishment. "Why does he want to meet
you?"
"I don't know, I'm sure. But he was at Marie's this morning, and
asked her if she knew any girl who was gay and merry and had a sweet
voice, and had dark hair and eyes and rosy cheeks.
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