“Why, yes; since you mention it, I notice there is such a one! Do you want it?”
Kenneth held it high above Patty’s head, but she sprang and caught it, and waved it triumphantly in the air.
“I told you so!” she cried.
“But you haven’t opened it yet,” said Elise. “Maybe it only tells you you’ve failed.”
“Hush, hush, little one!” said Patty. “I’ll show it to you in a minute.”
Accepting the letter-opener Kenneth proffered, she cut open the envelope, and read the few lines on the typewritten sheet enclosed. She read them again, and then slowly refolded the sheet and returned it to its envelope.
“After all,” she said, calmly, “it is well to be of a philosophical nature in a time of disappointment.”
“Oh, Patty, you didn’t win!” cried Kenneth, springing to her side, and grasping her hand.
“No, I haven’t won,” said Patty, with a heart-rending sigh.
“I thought you were terribly positive,” said Elise, not very kindly.