A look of relief overspread his face as she appeared, and when she got into the car and said: “Home, Miller,” he started with an air of decided satisfaction.
CHAPTER VIII
EMBROIDERED BLOSSOMS
It was after twelve o’clock when Patty reached home, and she found Nan, with her wraps on, rather anxiously awaiting her.
“Patty! Wherever have you been all this time?” she cried, as Patty came in with her big bundle.
“Laying the foundations of my great career; and, oh, Nan, it was pretty awful! I’m in for it, I can tell you!”
“What a goose you are!” But Nan smiled affectionately at the rosy, excited face of her stepdaughter.
“Well, I’m going out on a short errand, Patty. I’ll be home to luncheon at one, and then you must tell me all about it.”