"They're all right," agreed Patty. "It's an ideal match. Come on,
Elise, we've given them enough time alone."
The girls went down, and then Van Reypen and Kit Cameron appeared.
Dinner was a gay feast, and the elder Fairfields were as much interested in the chatter as the young people.
"Assert yourself, Roger," said Mr. Fairfield. "Don't let these girls monopolize the conversation, with their feminine fripperies and millinery muddles."
"Models, Dad, not muddles," laughed Patty. "But we don't talk about those much now, they're all finished. Oh, Mona, Genevieve's skirt had to be all made over——"
"Oh, no," said her father, "you don't talk about them much! Only all the time, that's all!"
"Let 'em," said Roger, magnanimously; "I've learned in the last few days, that the hang of Genevieve's skirt is a matter of enormous magnitude."
"Good!" cried Patty, "Mona has begun training you already. When is your Bachelor dinner, Roger?"
"Not till Wednesday night. I put it off so Farnsworth could get here."
"Oh, is he coming? I didn't know he was East."