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Updated: June 5, 2025
The Van Alstynes came back at once, in very bad tempers, and we had the funeral from the preacher's house in Finleyville so as not to harrow up the sanatorium people any more than necessary. Even as it was a few left, but about twenty of the chronics stayed, and it looked as if we might be able to keep going. Miss Patty sent to town for a black veil for me, and even went to the funeral.
They found Patty in a state of great excitement and interest over a new project. Betty Gale was there and the two heads were together over a list they were making and they were chattering like a couple of magpies. "Oh, Elise," Patty cried out, "we're getting up the grandest thing! It's going to be here, for the benefit of the Summer Fund, and it's going to be Vanity Fair!" "What?
My grandchild Henrietta was down here three or four years ago, and says she, 'Grandma, don't you want to go up to Louisville with me and hear Patti sing? And says I, 'Patty who, child? Says I, 'If it was to hear Miss Penelope sing, I'd carry these old bones o' mine clear from here to New York. But there ain't anybody else I want to hear sing bad enough to go up to Louisville or anywhere else.
Seated at the head of her own table, she made a charming little hostess, and many a glance of happy understanding passed between her and the gentleman who presided at the other end. "I say, Patty, it's right down jolly, you having a house of your own," said Frank. "Except that we miss you awfully over home," added Uncle Charley.
It was rather a lonely part of the garden; most of the girls had run from the hockey field straight into the house, and the gardener was at that moment partaking of tea in the kitchen. Patty, who had counted on all these points, remained quietly under cover, and suppressed her laughter as best she could.
They had tea on the glass-paned veranda, and it was not until they were all comfortably seated, with their teacups in hand, that Cameron said, casually: "Oh, by the way, Patty, I have a note for you from Mrs. Fairfield, and a parcel." He took from his pocket a letter and a little box. "Oh, thank you," said Patty, taking them "May I?" she added, as she opened the note.
I know it'll all come off when you kiss me." "If it comes off as easily as that, you'll be more fortunate than most of the people I make up"; and Patty smiled knowingly as she remembered how Priscilla had soaked half the night on the occasion of a previous play, and then had appeared at breakfast the next morning with lowering eyebrows and a hectic flush on each cheek.
Having a discretionary power to deal as she pleased with her husband's correspondence, when he was away from home, Mrs. Blyth opened the letter as soon as it was taken up to her. Madonna was in the room at the time, with her bonnet and shawl on, just ready to go out for her usual daily walk, with Patty the housemaid for a companion, in Valentine's absence.
When I returned from a final survey of the plantation; and a talk with Percy Singleton, he had ridden North again. I found Patty alone in the parlour. I sat down beside her and called her name. She did not seem to hear me. "Patty!" She started. And my courage ebbed. "Are you going to the war to leave us, Richard?" she faltered.
Henri's disabled arm, so far from being an obstacle to his grace, seemed to lend a certain quaint dignity to his movements, and in his court dress he looked like a wounded knight who had returned triumphant from the tourney, to dance with his fair lady. Great applause followed the final figure of their dance, and Henri led pretty Patty, blushing with the honours heaped upon her, to his aunt.
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