There's Kit Cameron now, he has too much fun in him. He'd make
anybody's life a practical joke. I don't believe he half meant what
he said to me in the swing last night. I think he would have said
the same to any girl, sitting there in the moonlight. Well, I do
seem to be growing up. I wish I had Nan here. She's so nice to talk
things over with. Not that I want to talk anything over. I believe
it isn't considered correct to tell about the proposals you have,
but I guess a mother wouldn't count,--even if she is a stepmother.
And Nan is such a duck of a stepmother! I'll certainly tell her
about these proposals I've had. I don't believe I'll ever have any
more. But all the same, I'm not going to get engaged yet! I'd rather
be an old maid than to take the first man who asks me. But there's
one thing certain, I do like Philip the best of the bunch!"
Patty went on along the highway, stopping now and then to gather a
particularly beautiful branch of wild rose, or a few spring
beauties.
She had on a simple little frock of pink linen, with a sailor collar
of fine white embroidery, and a big black velvet bow at her throat.
She wore no hat but her golden hair was partly confined by a band of
black velvet.
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