“I don’t want to,” and Patty looked from one of the men to the other. “I want to hear about it now. I say, Kit, you drive me, instead of Chick, won’t you?”
“Oh, now, that isn’t fair!” and Channing looked decidedly annoyed. “You promised me, Patty——”
“No, I didn’t. I asked you. That’s quite different from promising. Now, don’t sulk, and I’ll give you an extra dance tonight.”
“Two?”
“Well, yes, two, then, you greedy boy. Now run away and play.”
“But is this all right?” said Kit, as he hesitated to take Channing’s place.
“It doesn’t seem so to me,” Chick retorted, “But what Miss Fairfield says, goes!”
He turned on his heel, very much out of sorts at Patty’s perverse ways, and as she saw the look on his face and the uncertainty on Kit’s countenance, Patty broke into a laugh.
“Where are you going, Patty?” said Farnsworth, coming out of the house.
“Over to Poland Spring House, if I can get anybody to drive me. These boys are both unwilling. You drive me, Little Billee?”