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Updated: June 27, 2025
"Bless your soul, I've no notion of laughing at you! Your presentiment may be the real thing, for all I know. Anyway, if you want to go home, you're going." So go they did, and, by the trolley-car route, arrived at the house in half an hour. As they passed the Gales' place, on their way from the car-line to the house, Van Reypen said, "Guess I'll stop here a minute if you don't mind.
People can send us all sorts of things, and, I suppose we can't write letters, but we can telephone. Oh, that reminds me; may I telephone Mr. Van Reypen at once, that I can't" Patty blinked her eyes, and swallowed hard "that I can't be at my at his party this evening?" Mr. Cameron looked a picture of abject grief. "Miss Fairfield," he began, "if I could only tell you how sorry I am "
I must run right away, or my motor car will turn into a pumpkin, and Louise into a white mouse. Take me to Mrs. Homer, please, and I will say good-night to her." But as they crossed the room, they met Van Reypen coming toward them. "Our dance, I think," he said, coolly, as he took Patty's hand. The music had just started, and its beautiful rhythm was too tempting for Patty to resist.
Before Azalea or Alice, or whoever she is, says another word, I want to say that she is my promised wife! I want you, dear, and whatever your name is, I want it to be changed to Van Reypen. Tell me, tell them all, that you consent." A beautiful expression came over the girl's face.
Any one would be who had seen the gleam in Cousin William's eyes when he fired Mr. Merritt!" Azalea laughed a little at the recollection, then she sighed. "Why the sigh?" asked Van Reypen, looking at the expressive face of the girl, as her smile faded and her sensitive mouth drooped at the corners. "Oh, nothing and everything! Don't ask questions!"
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.
On the vine-shaded porch they sat, and as Van Reypen stayed chatting with some of the Gale family, Azalea and the baby were each other's sole companions. Their conversation was a little one-sided, but Azalea's remarks were mostly eulogies and compliments and Fleurette's engaging smiles seemed to betoken appreciation if not acknowledgment. A footstep approaching made Azalea look up.
"Therefore," he had written, "I give and bequeath to the said Adrian Van Reypen Egerton Jones, the residue of my property, the principal to be taken over by him at such time as he shall have completed five years of continuous residence in New York City. After such time the virus of the metropolis will have worked through his entire being.
Patty's face of horror, that changed to a mischievous smile, annoyed Van Reypen. "I don't see, Patty, why you take it like that. Bill did, too. Now, it seems to me, if I see noble traits and qualities in Azalea, you and Bill ought to have perception enough to see them too." "It isn't that, she has noble traits, some, but oh, Phil, you and Azalea! King Cophetua and the Beggar Maid!" "Patty, stop!
The others laughingly agreed, except Philip Van Reypen, who came near Patty and murmured, "You haven't danced with me once to-night, and you've been awful cruel to me lately, anyway. Now let us have one more dance in honour of the bride's home-coming." "No," said Patty, firmly, "not another dance to-night." "Just a part of one, then," begged Philip; but Patty was inexorable.
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