For some reason Patty was always at her prettiest when she sang. She
thoroughly enjoyed singing, and she enjoyed the evident pleasure it
gave to others. She stood gracefully, her hands lightly clasped
before her, and the added excitement of this particular occasion
gave a flush to her cheek and a sparkle to her blue eyes that made
her positively bewitching.
And then she sang the foolish little song, "Beware," just as she had
sung it over the telephone, coquettishly, but without artificiality
or forced effect.
She scarcely dared look at Kit Cameron. A fleeting glance showed her
that he was probably at that moment the most nonplussed young man in
existence.
She looked away quickly, lest her voice should falter from
amusement.
Luckily, all the audience were regarding Patty attentively, and had
no eyes for the astonished face of Kit Cameron. He had taken no
special interest in the blonde singer, but when her first notes,
rang out he started in surprise. As the voice continued he knew at
once it was the same voice he had heard over the telephone, but he
couldn't reconcile the facts. He caught the fleeting glance she gave
him, he saw the roguish smile in her eyes, and he was forced to
believe that this girl was his dark-eyed unknown.
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