“No, I suppose not. But what’s the matter with us men showering old Farrington? I’ll bet he’d love to be showered.”
“Oh, do!” and Patty clapped her hands. “Just the thing! Give him funny gifts, will you, Chick?”
“Of course I will. And I’ll make the others come across, too.”
Soon after luncheon, Patty had a telephone call which proved to be from Maude Kent. She begged Patty to come over to the hotel where she was, at once.
“Oh, I can’t,” said Patty. “We’re getting up a party for Mona, she’s just gone and got herself engaged to Roger Farrington, and we’ve got to do something about it.”
“Well, you can come over for a short time. Truly, it’s most important. Chick will whiz you over in a motor, and you can be back in two or three hours. What time is the party?”
“Oh, not till dinner time.”
“Then come on. I want you terribly, and you’d want to come if you knew what for. I can’t tell you on the telephone, it’s a secret.”
Chick was passing, and Patty beckoned to him. “Will you chauff me over to see Maude?” she asked, as she still held the receiver.
“To the ends of the earth, if you’ve the slightest desire to go there, my lady fair.”