Nurse Winnie came then and took Fleurette, and the two elder Farnsworths went downstairs together.
They heard voices on the wistaria porch, and soon saw that Azalea was entertaining two guests.
They were strangers, and not very attractive looking people.
"Shall we step out there?" Farnsworth asked.
"No," decreed Patty; "let her alone. It's probably those people she picked up on the train coming here. She has spoken of them to me. Don't let's go out, or we may have to invite them to stay to dinner,—and judging from this long distance view of them, I don't care specially to do so."
"No. I don't either; the man looks like a drummer and the woman like a—"
"A chorus girl!" said Patty, after one more peep at the stranger.
Leaving Azalea to entertain her friends without interruption they went out on a porch on the other side of the house. And soon Raymond Gale sauntered over from his home next door and joined them there.
"Some strong-arm, your Azalea guest," he said, in the course of conversation.
"Yes," agreed Patty, a little shortly.