Back to the stones for mine."
When their host, Dick Perry, arrived he came in with a genial,
breezy manner and warmly welcomed the guests.
"Well, well!" he exclaimed, "this IS a treat! To come home at night
and find a lot of gay and festive young people gathered around!
Lora, why don't we do this oftener? Nothing like a lot of young
people to make a home merry. How are you, Marie? Glad to see you
again, Miss Fairfield."
Mr. Perry bustled around, flung off his coat, accepted a cup of tea
from his wife, and then, coming over toward Patty, he ordered Kit
Cameron to vacate, and he took his place.
"You're not to be monopolised by that brother-in-law of mine, Miss
Fairfield," he said, as he sat down beside her. "He's a clever young
chap, I admit, but he can't always get ahead of me."
Patty responded laughingly to this gay banter, and the tea hour
passed all too quickly, and it was time to dress for dinner.
"We'll put on our party frocks before dinner," said Mrs. Perry, as
she went upstairs with the girls; "and then we won't have to dress
twice. I'll send you a maid, Miss Fairfield."
"Thank you," said Patty, "but I can look after myself fairly well,--
until it comes to hooking up.
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