"I can well believe it," said Kenneth, "but I'm sure you'll win her heart yet."
"I'm sure she will too," said Mr. Fairfield, with an approving glance at his pretty daughter; "and whenever you are in Vernondale, Mr. Harper, I hope you will come to see us."
"I shall be very glad to," answered the young man, "and I hope to run out there soon."
"Come out when we have our play," said Patty; "it's going to be beautiful."
"What play is that?"
"We don't know yet, we haven't decided on it."
"I know an awfully good play. One of the fellows up at college wrote it, and so it isn't hackneyed yet."
"Oh, tell me about it," said Patty. "Papa, can't we take the next later train home?"
"Yes, chick, I don't mind if you don't; or, better still, if Mr. Harper can go with us, I'll take both of you children out to dinner in some great, glittering, noisy hotel."
"Oh, gorgeous!" cried Patty. "Can you go, Mr. Harper?"