"Cruel Princess!" said Cameron; "you're not a bit nice to your Knight!"
"I'll make up for it this afternoon," and Patty flashed him a glance that seemed greatly to cheer him.
After lunch they all went into the library. Patty threw herself into a big arm-chair.
"Now, I want to be entertained," she said; "I'm perfectly amiable and affable and good-natured, but I wish to be amused. Will you do it, my Knight?"
"Ay, Princess, that will I!" and Cameron made a flourishing and obsequious bow before her. "Would it amuse your Royal Highness to learn that you're going home this afternoon?"
"That is but a cruel jest," said Patty, "and so, not amusing. If it were the truth, it would be good hearing, indeed."
"But it IS the truth, fair lady." Cameron looked at his watch. "In about an hour, the speedy motor will convey us all back to the busy mart and to our homes."
"What do you mean?" cried Patty, starting up; for she saw that it was not a mere jest.
"May I make a speech?" and Cameron took the middle of the floor, while his hearers sat in breathless silence.
Mrs. Perry had a twinkle in her eye, Kenneth looked hopeful, but the girls' faces expressed only blank wonder.