She wore a broad sash of blue ribbon and a knot of blue
ribbon in her hair. Marie's dress was equally pretty, and they
laughed heartily at the full, flaring skirts, so different from the
narrow ones of their own wardrobe.
They went downstairs together, and found waiting for them two bored-
looking young men, in immaculate evening clothes.
"Good-evening," said Patty, dropping a little curtsy; "SO glad to
meet you."
"Thought you'd never come," returned Kit. "What are you, anyway?
Masquerading as old-fashioned girls?"
"Are they old-fashioned togs?" said Kenneth. "I thought they looked
different, but I didn't know what ailed them."
"They're perfectly beautiful evening frocks," Patty declared, "and
you're not to make fun of them."
"Far be it from me to make fun of anything so charming," returned
Cameron. "Come along, Captive Princess, dinner is waiting." He
tucked Patty's hand in his arm, and as they walked to the dining-
room, he murmured: "You really are a Captive Princess now, aren't
you?"
"Yes, I am; and if you're my Knight, aren't you going to deliver me
from durance vile?"
"Of course I am. I will be under your window at midnight with a rope
ladder and a white palfrey.
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