"You promised it to me, Patty," said Kenneth, reproachfully.
"Why, Ken Harper, I didn't do any such thing!" and Patty's big blue
eyes gazed at him in honest surprise.
"Of course you didn't, you promised it to me," said Van Reypen,
equally mendacious.
"Why, I didn't promise it to anybody!" declared Patty; "I haven't
promised a dance ahead this whole evening."
As she stood, with the two insistent applicants on either side of
her, Cameron walked straight toward her. He said not a word, but
held out his arm, and calmly walking away from her two disappointed
suitors, Patty was at once whirled away.
"Well, Princess Poppycheek,--Princess Pink Poppycheek,--I had to
surrender," Cameron said, as they floated around the room. "After
your cruel aspersion on my dancing, I was so enraged I vowed to
myself I'd never speak to you again. But I'm awful magnanimous, and
I forgive you freely, from the bottom of my heart."
"I haven't asked to be forgiven," and Patty shot him a saucy glance;
"but," she added, shyly, "I'm truly glad you do forgive me. I was a
pig!"
"So you were. A Poppycheeked piggy-wig! But with me, what is
forgiven is forgotten. And, by the way, you dance fairly well.
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