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Wells, Carolyn, 1862-1942

"Patty's Butterfly Days"

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"You were so young then, Mona. You probably thought little about
her character. And, too, her ill health has come, and that has
undoubtedly ruffled her disposition."
"Well, she'll ruffle mine, if she stays here long."
"Of course she'll stay here, and we must make the best of it.
Perhaps we can train her to be a little less exacting. And then,
too, you can arrange to have the servants wait on her. You needn't
do it yourself, always."
"Patty, you're a great comfort. If anybody can train that woman,
you can. So please try, for as you say, she'll have to stay, I
suppose, until father comes home. Just think, she's father's own
sister! But she isn't a bit like him. Dad isn't fussy at all."
"No, your father is of a lovely disposition. And so kind and
indulgent to you, Mona."
"Yes; Dad is a darling. But we don't seem to get into the best
society, as he expected, when he built this big house. I wonder
why."
"Don't bother about that now," said Patty, who was going to talk
to Mona some time on that very subject, but was not ready yet.
"Now, as to Aunt Adelaide, for I may as well call her that since
she wishes it. I think, Mona, the only way to manage her is to be
always kind and sweet to her, but not to let her impose upon us.


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