"I know it. That's what gave you away."
"Don't be a silly! I haven't the slightest interest in Mr. William
Farnsworth, or his comings and goings."
"You'd rather have me here, wouldn't you?"
"Oh, EVER so much rather!" And Patty spoke with such intense enthusiasm that she was very evidently joking.
"But really, Patty, let's be in earnest just for a minute. Wouldn't you rather have me around than anybody?"
"Why, I don't know; I never thought about it."
"Think about it now, then. Honest, I mean it."
"Oh, don't mean things. It's too heavenly a night to talk seriously."
"Isn't it a wonderful night? Do you know a house party like this and moonlight on a veranda, like this, always goes to my head. I think week-ending is apt to go to one's head, anyway. But let it go. Let it go to your head, too."
"I don't think I'd better," and Patty spoke hesitatingly; "I might say something foolish."