“And are they always obeyed?”
“Alas, noble sir, not always. Though I’m not sure that your question is as flattering as the remarks most young men make to me.”
“Perhaps not. But when you know me better, Miss Fairfield, you’ll find out that I’m very different from the common herd.”
“Really? How interesting! I hope I shall know you better very soon, for I adore unusual people.”
“And do unusual people adore you?”
“I can’t tell; I’ve never met one before,” and after the briefest of saucy glances, Patty dropped her eyes demurely.
“Aren’t you one yourself?”
“Oh, no!” And Patty looked up with an air of greatest surprise; “I’m just a plain little every-day girl.”
“You’re a plain little coquette, that’s what you are!”
“You are indeed unusual, sir, to call me plain!” and Patty looked about as indignant as an angry kitten.