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He pretended to be dazed almost to insensibility, and as a matter of fact his surprise was nearly as great as his demonstration of it. "Azalea!" he gasped. "Our Azalea!" "Exactly; don't act as if I had suggested the Queen of Sheba! I know what a superior girl she is, and I know I've not much to recommend me " "Oh, Phil, oh, Van Reypen, stop! Have you lost your senses?" "I think you have!"
But I'll take care of her manners and customs. If only she'll accept me, I've no fears for the future." "But you must find out about her father. It's queer that she acts so mysterious about him. And, so far as I know, she's had no letters from anybody back home, her home is at Horner's Corners. Awful place!" "If we don't like the place, we'll buy it and make it over," said Van Reypen, serenely.
"But it isn't Betty!" Van Reypen managed to get in. "Not Betty!" Patty stopped short and turned to face him. "Oh, Phil, Elise?" "You've one more guess coming," he smiled. "Oh, who? Somebody in New York? Where is she? I'll invite her here!" "You needn't, she's here already. Why, Patty, it's Azalea." "Azalea!"
It's the old metal, antedating the California gold. Did your father graduate some time in the latter forties or early fifties?" "Hamilton, '51. I'm '89. Name, Kirby." A gleam of pleasure appeared in Average Jones keen eyes. "That's rather a coincidence," he said. "Two of us from the Old Hill. I'm Jones of '04. Had a cousin in your class, Carl Van Reypen."
Van Reypen looked very handsome and very earnest as he gazed into Patty's eyes. And Patty looked very sweet and dear as she gazed back at him with a troubled expression on her lovely face. Then with a sudden, impulsive gesture she put out both her hands and Philip took them in his own. "Don't make me decide now, Phil," she said, and she looked at him with a pathetic smile.
I can cut Van Reypen out any day in the week!" "Not Saturdays. That's his great day." And Patty laughed tantalisingly. "Just you wait and see! I'm not afraid! Bye-bye, Poppycheek." They had reached the station just as the train was drawing out. Kit sprang from the car, slammed the door after him, and striding across the platform, swung on to the moving steps.
Af-ter an instant's pause, she said: "I don't think it's fair, Ken, for you to quiz me like that. And, anyway, I can't tell. In some ways, I like you a heap better than Phil Van Reypen, and then in other ways " "You like him a heap better than me!" Kenneth's tone was accusing, and Patty resented it. "Yes, I do!" she said, honestly.
Patty had hoped, and thought, that Philip would marry her cousin, Helen Barlow; but neither of the parties had seen it in that light, and Helen had since married her long persistent wooer, Chester Wilde. This left Van Reypen entirely unattached, and Elise, it could be seen by any onlooker, was not at all averse to his company. And Van Reypen liked her, for Elise was pretty and charming.
She's asleep yet, but it's a broken slumber, and she murmurs constantly of you, and of her other friends." "Thank you a thousand times, I'll be there in an hour. Good-bye." "Come along, Patty," Van Reypen cried, as he hung up the receiver, "come on, Bill! I've found her! She's assumed the name of Alice Adams, and she's with a sweet-voiced lady named Grayson.
"Sandwiches and bouillon," said Patty, promptly; "I'm honestly hungry." "The result of exercise in the open air," murmured Philip Van Reypen, as he took a seat directly behind her. Patty gave an involuntary giggle, and then turned upon Philip what she meant to be an icy glare. He grinned back at her, which made her furious, and she deliberately and ostentatiously ignored him.
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