"
Farnsworth chuckled. "Call her KITTY! why, I'd sooner call the
Flatiron Building 'Kitty.' It would be about as appropriate."
"Well, anyway, you told Adele that you loved Kitty with all your
heart and soul."
A great light seemed to break upon Farnsworth. He looked at Patty
for a moment, with slowly broadening smile, and then he burst into
irrepressible laughter.
"Oh, Patty!" he exclaimed, between his spasms of mirth; "Kitty! oh,
Kitty! Patty!"
Patty sat looking at him in stern silence.
"I should think, Mr. Farnsworth, if any one ought to go to a lunatic
asylum it might as well be you! You sit there like an imbecile
saying, oh, Patty! oh, Kitty!"
"I don't know which I love most, you or Kitty!" and again Farnsworth
went off in a roar of laughter.
"I don't care to be mentioned in connection with Miss Morton," and
Patty tried her best to look like a tragedy queen.
"But it ISN'T Miss Morton, it's Kitty CLIVE."
"Adele said she couldn't remember her last name. But it doesn't
matter to ME whether it's Miss Morton or Miss Clive."
"Oh, DON'T, Patty! You'll be the death of me! Why, Apple Blossom,
Miss Clive,--Kitty Clive,--is--my horse!"
Patty hesitated a moment, and then gave in, and laughed too.
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