"
"Oh, wise beyond your years! You know the subject that most
interests a man."
"That isn't pretty!" And Patty frowned at him. "There ought to be
another subject more interesting to you than that!"
"There is; but I don't dare trust myself with HER!"
Mr. Bell's manner and voice were so exactly the right mixture of
deferential homage and burlesque that Patty laughed in delight.
"You are the DEAREST man!" she cried.
He looked at her reproachfully. "You said I might do all the
talking, and now you're doing it yourself."
"I'll be still now. Avoid that subject you consider dangerous and
tell me all about yourself."
"Well, once upon a time, there was a beautiful young man who
rejoiced in the poetic and musical name of Eddie Bell. I know he was
a beautiful young man, because he was said to resemble the most
beautiful girl in the whole world. Well, one evening he had the
supreme good fortune to meet this girl, and he realised at once that
he had met his Fate,--his Fate with a VERY large F. Incidentally,
the F stood for Fairfield, which made his Fate all the more certain.
And so----"
"Patty, are you here?" and Ken Harper came through the palms toward
them. "This is our dance.
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