"Thank you," said Farnsworth, and in a moment they had joined the
other couples. Bill was a perfect dancer, and when they stopped,
Adele said: "Why don't you dance with Patty? She is a lovely dancer.
I'd like to see you two dance together."
Still with a grave face, Bill crossed the room to where Patty was
standing.
"Miss Fairfield," he said, politely, "our hostess has ordained that
I dance this dance with you." He clicked his heels together, and
made a low military bow.
"Indeed," said Patty, coolly, "but the Queen of May takes no one's
orders, not even those of her beloved hostess."
"Then you refuse?" and Farnsworth looked Patty straight in the eyes.
"Of course I refuse," and she gave her little head a disdainful
toss. "This dance belongs to Mr. Van Reypen."
Philip was just passing, and as Patty laid her hand on his arm, he
stopped.
"Certainly it does," he said, but it was easy to be seen that the
dance was as much a surprise to him as it was a pleasure.
Farnsworth looked after the two, as they danced away. And then he
turned on his heel and went in search of Adele.
CHAPTER XVIII
MOONLIGHT
The May party was over, but a few of the guests, besides those
staying in the house, remained for dinner.
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