"I haven't had time to think," she answered weakly. "First there was the exhibition, and then the masquerade, and then Peter Mixon's sickness."
"If you require so much time to think," returned he bitterly, "that is answer enough."
"Very well. We'll consider the matter settled."
"No, no!" he exclaimed. "Take your own time. I'll wait. But you ought to answer me."
"That is true," assented Patty gloomily. "Give me a week, only a week, and I will."
"In a week then," he said, "I shall come for my answer. Don't make it 'no,' Patty."