For a moment Patty stood where he had left her, then, as she heard the front door close, she looked curiously at the back of her hand, almost as if expecting to see a mark there.
"Dear old Ken," she said, softly, to herself, and then she went upstairs.
CHAPTER XV
AN INVITATION
Notwithstanding the experience of the evening, Patty slept dreamlessly all night, and was only awakened, when Jane came in the morning with her breakfast tray.
"Hello, Jane," she said, sleepily, opening her eyes, "will you ask Mrs.
Fairfield to come up here right away?"
"What is it, Patty?" said Nan, appearing a moment later; "are you ill?
Jane said you wanted me right away."
"No, I'm not ill," and Patty gave her stepmother a quizzical glance. "Sit down, Nan, and brace yourself for a shock. In me you behold a charming young debutante who has received her first proposal from a most worthy young man."
"Good gracious, Patty! Kenneth?"
"None other!" And Patty waved her hand dramatically.