"Pitty Yady," repeated the baby, gazing at Patty.
"She's struck with your beauty, Patty, like everybody else," said
Marie, laughing.
"It's mutual, then," returned Patty, "for I think she's the prettiest baby I ever saw. And she does smell so good! I love a violet baby." And Patty kissed the back of the soft little neck and squeezed the baby up in her arms.
"Now Baby Boo must go away," said Marie, at last, "for the Pitty Yady must get dressed and go downstairs."
Patty had brought a morning frock, of pink linen with a black velvet sash, and she looked very trim and sweet as she at last declared herself ready.
The two girls went downstairs, and found two very impatient young men awaiting them.
"Whatever HAVE you girls been doing all the morning?" exclaimed
Cameron; "you CAN'T have been sleeping until this time!"
"Playing with the baby, and exchanging confidences," said Patty, smiling.
"Both of which you might as well have done down here," Cameron declared. "I adore my baby niece, and Mr. Harper and I would have been more than glad to listen to your exchange of confidences."
"Oh, they weren't intended for your ears!" exclaimed Marie, with mock horror. "Kimono confidences are very, VERY sacred. But it may well be that your ears burn."