"They don't catch 'em like me very
often. But, I say, Mona, wasn't Susan just a peach? Though if Jack
Pennington hadn't helped, I don't know how she would have behaved
at the supper table."
"Isn't he a nice young man, Patty?"
"Lovely. The flower of chivalry, and the glass of form, or
whatever it is. But he's a waggish youth."
"Well, he's kind. Patty, I'm going to have a house party, and he's
going to help me!"
"You DON'T say! My dear Mona, you ARE blossoming out! But you
haven't asked MY permission yet."
"Oh, I know you'll agree to anything Jack Pennington favours."
"Sure, I will! But he seems to favour you, and I don't always
agree with you!"
"Well, anyway, Patty, it will be perfectly lovely,--and we'll have
a gorgeous time!"
"Where do I come in? Providing cooks for chaperons?"
"Nonsense! Aunt Adelaide will come to-morrow, and she'll do the
chaperon act. Now, I'll tell you about the house party."
"Not to-night, Lady Gay. It's time for you to go beddy, and I,
too, need my beauty sleep."
"You need nothing of the sort,--you're too beautiful as it is!"
"Oh, Mona,--Monissima! DON'T say those things to me! I'm but a
weak-minded simpleton, and I MIGHT think you meant them, and grow
conceited! Hie thee away, fair maiden, and hie pretty swiftly,
too.
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