She looks like an actress,
and hasn't a brain in her silly head. And you're not that
lackadaisical lily-like one, either. Oh, I know YOU! You're that
delightful, sensible, really brainy girl with the smooth black
hair."
"Oh, I AM, am I?"
"Yes; and I'm SO glad you're not a rattle-pated beauty! What's a
pretty face compared to real mind and intellect!"
Patty was furious. She didn't aspire to nor desire this great mind
and intellect, and she was quite satisfied with the amount of brains
in her pretty, curly head.
"I don't think much of your taste!" she exclaimed.
"Why! you don't want me to be disappointed because you're not
pretty, do you?"
"But I AM pretty."
"Yes; as I said, the beauty of deep thought and education shines
from your clear eyes. That is far better than dimples and curls."
Patty shook her curls at the telephone and her dimples came and went
with her varying emotions.
"Why, I shouldn't like you half as well if you were pretty," Mr.
Cameron went on. "The only things I consider worth while are
seriousness and scholarship. These you have in abundance, as I can
see at once from your picture."
"And how do you like the way I dress?"
"It suits your type exactly.
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