Christine gave her a lovely motor-veil, of the newest style and flimsiest material.
Roger gave her gauntleted motor-gloves, of new and correct make.
Kenneth gave a motor-clock, of the most approved sort; and Philip Van Reypen presented a clever little “vanity case,” which shut up into small compass, but held many dainty toilette accessories.
Mr. Hepworth’s gift was an exquisite flower vase, of gold and glass, to be attached to her new car.
Patty was more than surprised; she was almost overcome by this “shower” of gifts, and she exclaimed:
“You are the dearest people! And you needn’t wait for invitations. Come down to ‘The Pebbles’ whenever you want to, and I’ll take you all riding at once! I don’t see where you ever found such beautiful things! Nor why you gave them to me!”
“Because we love you, Patty dear,” said Christine, so softly that she thought no one heard.
But Kenneth heard, and he smiled as he looked at Patty, and said, “Yes, that’s why.”
CHAPTER VII
A NEIGHBOUR