She stopped a moment in the library, long enough to get her blue letter, and then scuttled up the stairs and into her own room.
CHAPTER XV
A CHRISTMAS CARD
Once safely behind her locked door, Patty tore open her blue envelope. It was only a card,—but not an ordinary printed Christmas card.
In the upper corner was a spray of apple blossoms, exquisitely painted; and on the card were some verses, written in a hand that was small and fine, but unmistakably the same as the address on the outside of the envelope.
With a little sigh of pleasure, Patty cuddled up in her arm-chair to read the Christmas message.
But it proved to be not very Christmassy, after all; for this is what she read:
“MY LADY OF DELIGHT