"He's a thoroughly nice chap," Mr. Fairfield often said; "good-
natured and right-minded, as well as clever and talented."
So, as he was also a favourite with Nan, he dropped in at the
Fairfield house very often, and Patty grew to like him very much.
The opera party had duly taken place and had been a pleasant
success. The musical entertainment was being planned for some weeks
hence, as it was not easy to find a near-by date which suited all
concerned.
One morning, as Patty was fluttering around her boudoir and looking
over her mail, the telephone rang and the familiar "Hello,
Princess," sounded in her ear.
"Hello, most noble Knight," she responded, "what would'st thou of
me?"
"A boon so great that I fear to ask it! Won't you promise it in
advance?"
"What I promise in advance, I never fulfil."
"Don't do it, then! I'll ask you first. You see, it's this way. My
angelic and altogether delightful sister Lora lives in Eastchester
with her stalwart husband and a blossom-bud of a kiddy. Now it seems
that there's a wonderful country-club ball up there, and she thinks
it will be nice if you and I should attend that same."
"And what do YOU think about it?"
"Oh, I don't have any thoughts concerning it, until I know what YOU
think.
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