“Ah, well, she didn’t get her good looks from me, I’ll admit.”
“I think she did,” said Patty, looking critically at the fine old face, with a thoughtful gaze that was very amusing.
“Well, are you going to detail to me the plan of this rather difficult campaign?”
“Yes, I am. And I hope you’ll see it as I do.”
“If I don’t, I have little doubt but you can change my views. Will you have time to drink a cup of tea with me? We can plan so much more cosily over the teacups.”
“Yes, I will,” said Patty, consulting her watch.
“Then let us have it served in the library, and not in this depressing room, which you must associate with stormy outbursts of woe.”
Patty laughed, and followed the stately old gentleman into the library, where tea was soon served.
