And while he's not over-conceited, yet
he's just vain enough to be tickled to death with this appreciation
of his music. 'Miss Harcourt' will get an answer, all right! Come
on, girls, let's get ready to go to Maple Bank."
And in a short time the three plotters were motoring over to the
adjoining village to post the precious document.
Of course, they did not tell the men about this, and the three kept
it an inviolate secret.
"We can hardly expect an answer for two days," said Patty, "but if I
know Mr. Kit, he'll reply about as quickly as possible."
And sure enough, when the next day but one the three again invaded
the little Maple Bank post-office, there was a letter from New York
City for Miss Belle Harcourt.
"Read it, read it!" cried Daisy as they started homeward with their
prize.
The three sat side by side in the motor, with Patty in the middle,
and they all giggled, as Patty read the letter aloud.
"DEAR MISS HARCOURT:
I cannot tell you what pleasure your letter gave me. It is so
delightful to learn that a stranger is interested in my poor
attempts at making music. And--may I say it?--the personal charm of
your letter has thrilled my heart! Only a pure, sweet, young nature
could write as you do.
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