"
"Of course I will," said Bob Peyton, "if you must go."
So Patty was made ready for her drive and Mrs. Brewster insisted she
should wear the warm coat as the evening had grown chilly.
The whole crowd went out on the steps to see Patty off, and Mr.
Brewster tucked her in, while Bob Peyton cranked the car.
"All aboard," said Peyton, straightening himself up, at last; and
then, somehow,--and Patty never knew how it happened,--somebody
jumped into the seat beside her, somebody grasped the steering-
wheel, and the little car flew down the road and out at the gate,
and even before Patty looked up to see the face of the man beside
her, she KNEW it was not Mr. Peyton!
She looked up, and saw smiling at her the blue eyes of Bill
Farnsworth.
Mrs. Brewster had tied a chiffon scarf over Patty's hair, and as
Patty looked up in Farnsworth's face, the moonlight illumined her
own face until she looked more like a fairy than a human being.
"Apple Blossom!" said Big Bill, under his breath. "I never shall
find a more perfect name for you than that! Now, tell me what it's
all about. Hurry up, we haven't much time."
"But--but I'm so surprised! Why are YOU here, instead of Mr.
Peyton?"
"Because I wanted to ride home with you.
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