"Over home," said Ray, disconsolately.
"Go and telephone for them to send it over, if you want it," said
Patty. "Put on your long cloak, and telephone."
Ray looked at her dubiously for a moment, and then said, "No, I won't.
I'll go home and stay home,—that's what I'll do!"
"Go ahead," said Patty, blithely, who didn't feel she really owed the girl any further consideration. "And next time you try to get even with anybody, pick out some one who'll let you stay even!"
"You're a hummer!" said Ray, in unwilling admiration. "How did you do it?"
"I'll tell you some other time," and Patty laughed in spite of herself at the admiration on Ray's countenance. "If you're going to get your costume over here and get into it, you want to hustle."
"Time enough," returned Ray, carelessly. "My stunt is the sixth on the program, so there's lots of time."
This was true, so Patty turned all her attention to reddening her pink cheeks, while the other girls gathered around in desperate curiosity.
"What does it all mean?" asked Ethel Merritt. "Do tell us, Miss
Fairfield. Why did Ray wear your dress?"
"Ask her," said Patty, smiling. "It was a whim of hers, I guess. It made me a little bother, but all's well that ends well."