"
"We said you were the two prettiest and sweetest girls in the
world," said Cameron.
"And we said," declared Patty, "that you were the two handsomest and
most delightful men in the world."
"But we said you had some faults," said Kenneth, gravely.
"And we said you had," retorted Marie. "Let's tell each other our
faults. That's always an interesting performance, for it always
winds up with a quarrel."
"I love a quarrel," said Cameron, enthusiastically. "I dare anybody
to tell me my greatest faults!"
"Conceit," said Marie, smiling at her cousin.
"That isn't a fault; it's a virtue," Kit retorted.
"That's so," and Marie nodded her head; "if you didn't have that
virtue, you wouldn't have any."
"That's a facer!" said Kit. "Well, Marie, my dear, as you haven't
THAT virtue, am I to conclude you haven't any?"
"That's very pretty," and Patty nodded, approvingly; "but I want to
stop this game before it's my turn, for I'm too sensitive to have my
faults held up to the public eye."
"But we haven't quarrelled yet," said Kit, who looked disappointed.
"Why do you like to quarrel so much?" asked Patty.
"Because it's such fun to kiss and make up."
"Is it?" asked Patty; "I'd like to see it done, then.
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