And so, if you're
going to call me by name, you must do it quickly, for I'm going to
hang up this receiver, as soon as I say good-night!"
Patty's positive tones apparently carried conviction that she would
do just as she said, for Mr. Cameron sighed deeply and responded,
"It is such a beautiful name it seems a pity to use it only once.
But I know you mean what you say, so as your liege knight, fair
lady, I obey. Good-night--Elise--"
The name came slowly, as if the speaker wished to make the most of
it, and Patty fairly thrust the receiver back on its hook as she
burst into laughter. It surely was a joke on the young man! He had
asked Marie who was her pretty brunette friend, and Marie had
honestly thought he must mean Elise Farrington.
Patty was still giggling when her parents came in from a concert
they had been attending.
"What IS the matter, Patty?" asked Nan. "Why do you sit up here
alone, grinning like a Chessy cat, and giggling like a school-girl?
Were the Hepworths so funny that you can't get over it?"
And then Patty told Nan and her father the whole story of Kit
Cameron and the telephone.
Nan laughed in sympathy, but Mr. Fairfield looked a little dubious.
"And I thought you a well-brought up young woman," he said,--half in
earnest and half in jest.
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