“Tell me if you told Aunty Van that you would learn to love me”
“Nan,” she called; “Nan!”
Nan came in from another room. “What is it, Patty, dear? Where is Philip?”
“He’s gone. Oh, Nan, I kept my promise.”
“You did! What do you mean? Are you engaged to Philip? Then why did he go?”
Patty laughed, but it was a little hysterical. “I sent him away. No, we’re not engaged, that is, I don’t think we are. But I suppose we will be.”
“Patty, behave yourself. Brace up, now, and tell me what you’re talking about. Any one would think getting engaged was a funeral or some such occasion!”
Patty shook herself, and smiled at Nan.
“I am a goose, I suppose. I don’t know whether I’m glad or sorry, but I told Phil I’d learn to love him.”
“H’m, I don’t see as you’ve bound yourself to anything very desperate! You can doubtless learn, if you study hard enough.”