"Aren't they lovely!" And Patty buried her face in the fragrant mass
of bloom.
"Here's a card," said Nan, picking up a white envelope.
Patty drew out Mr. Cameron's card, and on it was written: "To
Princess Poppycheek; that they may tell all that I may not speak."
"Now that's a real nice sentiment," Patty declared; "you see, it
doesn't commit him to anything, and yet it sounds pretty. Oh, I
shall end by adoring that young man! Bring me some bowls and things,
please, Jane; I want to arrange this flower garden myself."
Jane departed with the box and papers, and returned with a tray, on
which were several bowls and vases filled with water.
Patty always enjoyed arranging flowers, and she massed them in the
bowls, with taste and skill as to color and arrangement.
"There!" she said, as she finished her task; "they do look
beautiful, though I say it as shouldn't. Now, I think I shall sit me
down and write a sweet gushing note of thanks, while I'm in the
notion. For I've a lot on to-day, and I can't devote much time to
this particular suitor."
"Suitor is a slang word, Patty; you oughtn't to use it."
"Fiddle-dee-dee! if I didn't use any slang, I couldn't talk at all!
And suitor isn't exactly slang; it's the word in current fashion for
any pleasant young gentleman who sends flowers, or otherwise favors
any pleasant young lady.
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