"I couldn't quarrel with you while I'm dancing with you, anyway. But
now this dance is over and there's not to be another one to-night.
Good-night, everybody. Come, Marie," and taking Marie by the hand,
Patty led her upstairs at once.
"Oh, DON'T go!" cried the two young men, but Patty and Marie only leaned over the banisters, and called down laughing good-nights, and ran away to their rooms.
Next morning, Patty declared they must adhere to the policy of keeping more or less to themselves.
"I can put in a lovely morning," she said; "I shall visit the baby in the nursery and I shall read for awhile, and I'll have a long telephone conversation with Nan and perhaps some other people, and I'm not going downstairs till luncheon time. You do as you like, Marie."
Marie declared her intention of doing whatever Patty did, so the two girls spent a pleasant morning upstairs.
Mrs. Perry reported that Babette was no worse, and that the doctor had said nothing further than that.
At luncheon time, the girls went downstairs and were greeted with reproofs for being so late.
"We'll play with you this afternoon," said Patty, kindly, "but you can't expect to have our company all day. I've had a lovely time this morning; Baby Boo is an entertainment in herself."
"Why didn't you let me come up to the nursery?" said Kit. "That
Kiddy-baby loves me."
"She does, indeed," said Patty, serenely; "she's been asking for Uncle
Kit all the morning."