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A smile passed over Van Reypen's face at the chance reference to the last-named vehicle, and his intuitions told him that Patty had gone for a solitary drive to get away from other people for a little while. "Oh, LOOK who's here!" cried Daisy, suddenly, as a motor car came whizzing up the steps and out jumped Bill Farnsworth.
"That's Mr. Van Reypen's chair," said Patty; "if he finds you there, he'll gently but firmly kill you." "I know it," said Kit, placidly; "but a Knight is always willing to brave death for his Lady." "But I don't want you killed," said Patty, looking sad, "I wouldn't have anybody to telephone to." "If I run away then, to save my life, will you telephone me to- night?"
and Mona Galbraith read, with twinkling eyes: "I'll respond to that sweet call!" Then it was Philip Van Reypen's turn. He glanced at his valentine, and asked: "Who's a roguish little elf?" Everybody laughed when a tall, serious-faced girl responded: "I guess I am that, myself!" It was toward the last that Clifford Morse asked: "Who's the dearest girl I know?"
Means something to you." "Oh, hold on! I'm floundering beyond my depth! Help! help!" Azalea put her hands over her ears and shook her head, laughing at Van Reypen's earnest face as he racked his brain for further explanatory phrases. "I won't stop! I'm in earnest. I want to matter to mean something to you! I want to count with you " "Kipling says, 'let all men count with you, and none too much."
So I have to discipline him to keep him where he belongs." The dinner at the Van Reypen mansion was, as always, long and elaborate, and perhaps a trifle dull. Mrs. Van Reypen's affection for Patty was of a selfish sort, and it never occurred to her to invite guests of Patty's age, or who could be entertaining to the girl.
"I don't know what I want. I know I DON'T want to marry you, or anybody else, for a long time. And I don't think I want to be engaged to anybody just yet, either." "Of course you don't, you dear little girl," and Van Reypen's tone was hearty and genuinely helpful. "You've only just begun to have your little fling, and enjoy yourself in your own sweet, butterfly way.
And indeed, just then, Azalea was far away from there. She and Phil had gone for the sort of walk they both loved, along woodland paths, cross-lots, now and then back on the highroad, and if they got too far to walk back, prepared to return by train or trolley. The two were congenial spirits, which fact had rather surprised Van Reypen's friends.
"It needs this one to make it perfect," said Farnsworth, calmly, and indeed the pretty blossom was no detriment to the effect. "Oh, Phil, how gorgeous you look!" and Patty abruptly turned from Farnsworth to admire Van Reypen's get-up. "Me, too!" exclaimed Hal Ferris, stepping up to be admired.
After dinner the whole party went to the opera and occupied Mrs. Van Reypen's box. Patty was passionately fond of music, and never talked during a performance. Between the acts, she was a smiling chatterbox, but while the curtain was up, she behaved in most exemplary fashion. Mrs.
Patty was a great favourite with the aristocratic old lady, and was frequently asked to the Van Reypen home. It is needless to say that Mrs. Van Reypen's nephew, Philip, usually managed to be present at any of his aunt's affairs that were graced by Patty's presence. And, indeed, it was an open secret that Mrs.
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