"
"I'm not tired," protested Patty, but her cheeks were pink from
the exercise, and she went gladly for the refreshing lemonade.
"You're a wonderful dancer," said Captain Sayre. "Who taught you?"
Patty mentioned the name of the teacher she had had in New York.
"But," she said, "I haven't had any lessons of late, and I don't
know the new fancy dances."
"Some of them are beautiful; you really ought to know them. Mayn't
I call on you, and teach you a few new steps?"
"I'd love to have you do so. I'm staying with Miss Galbraith, you
know. But you're not here for long, are you?"
"I'll be here about a week, and I may return later for a short
time. At any rate we can have a few dances. I never saw any one so
quick to catch the spirit of the music. You love dancing, don't
you?"
"Yes, I do. But I love it more in cooler weather."
"Oh, this hot spell won't last long. And it's so cool mornings.
Suppose I run over to see you to-morrow morning. May I?"
"Do," said Patty, cordially. "Mona and I will be glad to have
you."
"But I'm coming to see YOU" said the captain, a little pointedly.
"You're coming to see us both," said Patty, very decidedly.
CHAPTER VIII
THE HOUSE PARTY ARRIVES
"Red Chimneys" was in a turmoil.
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