Hemingway's car?"
"I will take you over to my sister's first,--it's only a short jump,
and then I'll come back and see about this car."
So Patty got out of her own car and into Bob Peyton's, and in a
moment they were spinning along toward the red chimneys.
The young man said not a word on the way, and Patty's spirits fell
as she began to think she had undertaken a foolish prank, with no
fun in it. But she realised that in her role of waitress she could
not expect the young man of the house to talk to her, so she sat
demurely silent, trying to look as much like a waitress as possible,
and succeeding not at all.
On reaching the house, which proved to be a large and elaborate
affair, Mr. Peyton drove around to a side door. He ushered Patty
into a small waiting-room, and went in search of his sister. Patty
heard much gay laughter from the drawing-rooms, and suddenly felt
that her joke was not as funny as she had expected. But she
determined to carry it a little further and see what might happen.
A charming young woman soon came to her, and said with a pleasant
smile, "Is this Suzette?"
"Yes, madame," and Patty's manner was quite all that was to be
desired in a waitress.
"I am Mrs.
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