It's five
now, and everything's about done, so we can scoot home and get some
dinner and get dressed, and be back here before they arrive. I'll be
here by half-past eight, for the caterers are coming then, and I
want to see about the table."
So they all went home to dress, and before half-past eight Patty was
back again.
There were two maids already installed, but Patty found plenty to do
in superintending matters, and she hadn't much more than completed
the decorations of the table, when the guests began to come.
"Isn't the apartment lovely?" exclaimed Mona Galbraith, as she went
through the rooms. "This music-room, or living-room, or whatever you
call it, is just dear! Who selected the furnishings?"
"Oh, Mr. Hepworth and Christine," said Patty; "two artists, you
know; of course the rooms ought to be beautiful. It is a lovely
place, and just the right setting for that darling of a Christine."
The whole merry crowd were assembled in the living-room, when the
bride and groom arrived. A shout of welcome went up from the young
people, and Christine was smothered in girlish embraces, while the
men vigorously shook Mr. Hepworth's hand, or clapped him on the
shoulder, in their masculine way of congratulation.
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