“Then may I select my own work for the afternoon?”
“Yes,” said Miss O’Flynn, wondering whether, after all, this pretty, young girl could be a harmless lunatic.
“Then I want to trim hats. Make bows, you know; sew on flowers or feathers; or adjust lace. May I do such things as that?”
Miss O’Flynn hesitated.
“Yes,” she said, finally; “if you will be careful not to injure the materials. You see, if your work should have to be done over, I don’t want the materials spoiled.”
“I promise,” said Patty, slowly.
“But, first, will you not go out for your lunch?”
“No, thank you; I’m not hungry. Please bring me my work at once.”