"I know you're awfully busy,
Mr. Martin, and I want to help you all I can. So leave that matter
to me."
"Very well, I will," said Guy, who really had a multitude of cares
and affairs; "but be sure to make her take some good part. It
wouldn't be a Pageant at all with Patty Fairfield left out! If I
didn't have to skip away this very minute to keep an engagement
with a scene painter, I'd ask her what's the matter, anyhow!"
"Oh, Mr. Martin, you forget she asked you, as a personal favour,
not to speak to her about it."
"By Jove! So she did! Wonder what's come over the girlie! If
anybody has offended her, I'll kill him! Well, I must fly, Miss
Dow; attend the rehearsals, won't you? See you tomorrow."
Guy made hasty adieux to Mona, and went off on his errands.
Daisy, in high spirits at the success of her ruse, went straight
over to Patty.
"Patty, dear," she said, sweetly, "I couldn't withstand Mr.
Martin's persuasions, and I've promised him I'll be the Spirit of
the Sea. You know I told you I didn't want to, but he overruled my
objections and I consented."
"All right, Daisy," said Patty, without a trace of regret on her
sweet face. She did feel regret keenly, for Guy had asked her long
ago, and she had only hesitated out of generosity toward Lora, who
also wanted it.
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