Stepping aside to her own wardrobe, Patty brought out a box and shook out a very pretty green gown. She put it on, and, draping it gracefully, stood, with her head on one side, observing the effect. She then looked doubtfully at the lady, and said, "I dare say you like the blue one better, after all. This is a very pale green."
"It's a lovely green! Just the shade I like best. If you're willing,
I'll take the green one, by all means."
"Whichever you choose," and Patty swished the green folds around to catch the light. Very becoming it was, and on pretty Patty it looked a dream of loveliness.
"It's just bewitching," declared the gratified purchaser, and she paid for it and left her address to have it sent home.
"Good work!" said Farnsworth, laughing, as the lady passed on to look at other tempting wares. "You hypnotised her into taking the green one. I say, Patty, I want to make you a present of that apple-blossom wrap; mayn't I?"
"It isn't a wrap," said Patty, disdainfully, "it's a kimono, and the very prettiest one I ever saw."
"All right. I don't care what the dinky thing's name is. It's the most exquisite colouring, and it suits you down to the ground."
"It fits me down to the ground, too," laughed Patty, flinging the robe on again, and gathering up its lustrous folds. It was too long for her, but that, of course, could be remedied.
"Yes, you'll have to take a reef in it. Will you accept it, Little
Apple Blossom?"
"It's very expensive," Patty demurred, looking over her shoulder at the graceful lines of the garment.