It was just after this that Kit came back for his second dance.
"Naughty girl," he said; "you've kept me waiting three-quarters of the evening."
"I thought I saw you dancing with several visions of beauty."
"Only killing time till I could get back to you. Come on, don't waste a minute."
It was a joy to Patty to dance with Cameron, for he was by all odds the best dancer she had ever met. And many admiring glances followed them as they circled the great room.
"How did you like your little brother?" Kit enquired.
"He's a ducky-daddles!" declared Patty, enthusiastically. "Just a nice all-round boy, frank and jolly and good-natured."
"That's what I am."
"Not a bit of it! You're a musician; freakish, temperamental, touchy, and—a woman-hater."
"Gracious! what a character to live up to,—or down to. But I hate YOU awfully, don't I?"