Then Patty sang to a violin obligato, and altogether the
concert was a real success.
"We ought to go on the road," said Kit, as he laid down his violin
at last. "I think as a musical troupe we'd be a screaming success.
Now, who's for a little dance to wind up with?"
"Do dance," said Mrs. Perry; "I'll play for you."
"Just one, then," said Patty, "for this is a rest-cure, you know;
and I'm going to bed very early. Six weeks in the country is going
to do wonders for me."
Though four weeks had been the extreme possibility of their stay,
Patty whimsically kept calling it six weeks or eight weeks, because,
as she said, that made four weeks seem less.
Cameron turned to Patty, as his sister began to play, and in a
moment they were dancing.
"If we dance every night for twelve weeks," said Patty, "we ought to
do fairly well together."
"When I think of that, I'm entirely reconciled to staying here,"
returned Kit. "Poppycheek, you are a wonderful dancer! You're like a
butterfly skimming over a cobweb!"
"I don't dance a bit better than you do. You're almost like a
professional, except that you're more graceful than they are."
"DON'T, Princess! don't talk to me like that, or I shall faint away
from sheer delight! But as we both are such miraculous steppers, we
might give exhibitions or something.
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