So there, now!"
"Then we're just back where we started from," said Patty,
cheerfully.
"Yes; but, if you'll come to the musicale on Friday night, we can
make great progress in a short time."
"I told you I'd go, if you would persuade Marie to invite me."
"Nonsense! I believe she HAS invited you. I believe you're Miss
Curtiss. SHE has dark hair."
"Why not that other singer, Miss Fairfield?"
"Oh, Marie says she's a blonde. The 'raving beauty' sort. I detest
that kind. I know she's vain."
"Yes, she is. I hate to speak against another girl, but I know that
Patty Fairfield, and she IS vain."
"Well, never mind about Patty Fairfield She doesn't interest me a
bit. But what about you? Will you come to the party? Oh, DO-ee, DO-
ee,--now,--as my old Scotch nurse used to say. Come to your waiting
knight!"
Kit's voice was very wheedlesome, and Patty was moved to encourage
him a little.
"Do you know,--I almost think--that maybe--possibly--perhaps, I WILL
go."
"Really? Oh, Poppycheek, I'm SO glad! I do want to see My Girl!"
"YOUR girl, indeed!"
"Yes; mine by right of discovery."
"But you haven't discovered me yet."
"But I will,--on Friday night. You'll TRULY come, WON'T you?"
"Honest, I've never been where I wasn't invited--"
"But this is different----"
"Yes,--it IS different----"
"Oh, then you will come! Goody, GOODY! I'm so glad!"
"Don't break the telephone with your gladness! Suppose I DO come,
how will you know me? How will you know that it is I?"
"Oh, I'll know! 'I shall know it, I shall feel it, something subtle
will reveal it, for a glory round thee hovers that will lighten up
the gloom.
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