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Cameron turned to Patty, as his sister began to play, and in a moment they were dancing. "If we dance every night for twelve weeks," said Patty, "we ought to do fairly well together." "When I think of that, I'm entirely reconciled to staying here," returned Kit. "Poppycheek, you are a wonderful dancer! You're like a butterfly skimming over a cobweb!" "I don't dance a bit better than you do.
And this exclamation seemed wrung from the depths of Patty's soul. A ringing laugh answered her a laugh so hearty and so full of absolute enjoyment that Patty listened in astonishment. "Poor little Princess Poppycheek! It's a shame to tease her! WAS she maligned by a bad, horrid man that she doesn't even know? There, Little Girl, don't cry!
He said not a word, but held out his arm, and calmly walking away from her two disappointed suitors, Patty was at once whirled away. "Well, Princess Poppycheek, Princess Pink Poppycheek, I had to surrender," Cameron said, as they floated around the room. "After your cruel aspersion on my dancing, I was so enraged I vowed to myself I'd never speak to you again.
Will you get married, to please me?" "Oh, anything to oblige. Will you pick out the lady?" "Why, yes, if you want me to. There's Daisy Dow." "Yes, there's Daisy Dow. But here's Patty Fairfield. I'd ever so much rather marry her! How about it, Poppycheek?" "Nonsense, Kit, don't be silly." "It isn't silly. You said you wanted me to be married and I'm awfully anxious to please you."
"Well, if I'm awake I'll come down the ladder; but if not, don't expect me." "But if you want to be rescued, you must take the opportunity when it offers." "Oh, I'm not so sure I want to be rescued. I'm ready now to make the best of things and I'm planning to have a real good time while we stay here." "Nice little Captive Princess! Nice little Princess Poppycheek!
"And is that what you call foolish?" Patty pouted, adorably. "Yes, it's foolish, because I know there's no hope for me. I know you don't care one least scrap of a speck for me! Now, do you?" "If you're so positive yourself, why ask me?" "Oh, I MIGHT be mistaken, you know. Oh, if I only MIGHT! Patty, DEAR little Patty, couldn't you be my princess? My own Princess Poppycheek."
"Well, you've got a nerve!" the young man exclaimed. "Why, it was your own proposition that you have all the dances;" and Patty looked almost offended. "Poppycheek, you shall have it your own way! You shall have anything you want, that I can give you." And Cameron scribbled his initials against every one of the twenty dances on the programme.
"Not yellow poppyCHEEK!" cried Patty, rubbing her pink cheeks in mock dismay. "Well, no; only one who is colour-blind could call those pink cheeks yellow. May I pose beside you, here, and make a beautiful tableau?" He sat beside Patty on the window-seat, and they wondered why the rest were so late. "Prinking, I suppose," said Kit. "How did you manage to get ready so soon?"
"It seems to me just the nicest sort of a racket, and if your sister invites me, I shall most certainly accept." "Oh, bless you for ever! Princess Poppycheek. I shall telephone Lora at once, and she will write you an invitation on her best stationery, and she will also telephone you, and if you wish it she will come and call on you." "No, don't bother her to do that.
Well, then, they are saying that they are just the sort I like, and they are sure of a welcome. With many, many thanks, I am very sincerely yours, Patricia Poppycheek Fairfield." And then Patty dismissed her Knight from her mind, and turned her attention to other matters. That afternoon about five o'clock, Mr. Cameron called.
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