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"Very reprehensible tastes, young woman," said Jim Kenerley, trying to be severe, but not succeeding very well. "Oh, you might have known this house was here," said Mona. "It's Mr. Kemper's house. They've gone away for a month. They're coming back next week." "Well, they'll find everything in order," said Patty. "We didn't hurt a thing, except the window, and we've fixed that.
Trust all to your Uncle Jim! Come along with me." The two started down the walk toward the garage, and Adele called out, "Where are you going?" "Going to elope," Kenerley returned gaily over his shoulder, and they went on. He took out the little car, which Patty could easily run herself, and putting her in, he jumped in beside her.
"I didn't expect to see you here, Phil," said Patty, after she had greeted the men of the house. "I'm only here for a short time," returned Philip; "Mrs. Kenerley invited me to stay as long as I behaved myself; but you know, Patty, I can't do that very long." "No, indeed! You'll be starting to-morrow morning at that rate!" "Now, Patty, that's unkind of you.
When they reached the house, Patty went straight up to Mr. Kenerley, and said in a low tone, "Jim, I want to ask a favour of you." "Anything at all, Patty Pink; anything, to the half of my kingdom!" "Well, I want the little car, the runabout; and I want to go off for a little while, all by myself." "Patty! You amaze me! Does this mean a clandestine meeting with a rustic swain?
Brewster, cordially, "and now, Miss Fairfield, come into the drawing-room. I want my guests to know what a little heroine it is who waited on us at dinner. What a girl you are! I've often heard Adele Kenerley speak of you, and I'm so glad to know you. You must come and make me a visit, won't you, to prove that you forgive me for letting you wait on my table?"
When Kenerley returned to the group on the veranda a wild shout greeted him, inquiring where Patty was. "I told you she was going to elope," returned Jim; "I was merely helping her along. I left her just outside the gate on her way to meet her rustic swain." "Nonsense, Jim," said his wife, "where did she go? Over to the Crosbys'?" "She didn't say anything to me about the Crosbys.
Kenerley and telling her all about it! And what DO you think? She says that she and Jim are the only ones over there who know where you are, and they're pretending they don't know, and all the young people are crazy with anxiety!" "I suppose I ought to go right home," said Patty, "and relieve their anxiety. But I'd like to stay a little while longer.
"We can't get up a fancy dress party in a few hours," objected Adele Kenerley. "Let's have a contest of some sort, with prizes. Tennis, or basket ball." "Oh, it's too warm for those things," said Laurence Cromer. "Let's do something quieter. I'll tell you what, let's play Human Parcheesi! Just the thing." "What IS Human Parcheesi?" asked Patty, interested at once.
"I came last week," said Daisy Dow, "and I'm awfully glad to see you again, Patty." And then Patty was whisked off to her room, and not until tea-time did she see the rest of the house party. Then her host, Jim Kenerley, appeared, and Hal Ferris, Adele's brother, and, greatly to Patty's surprise, Philip Van Reypen.
But she smiled at Roger, for the two had become good friends. Adele and Jim Kenerley were Dutch young people, and in blue and white cotton costumes, looked as if they had just alighted from an old Delft platter. Laurence Cromer took no costume part, as he had to direct the posing of the characters and the scenic details of the parade. Mrs.
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