He was an attractive looking man of fine physique and handsome face, but he looked extremely dignified and not very good-natured.
"All musicians are cross," Patty thought to herself as she went down in the elevator, "and I wasn't going to have that man think that I went around to Marie's to see him!"
She decided to call for Elise to go to the art gallery with her, and she found that young woman ready and glad to go.
"I hadn't a thing to do this afternoon," said Elise, as they started off, "and I love to go anywhere with you, Patty. Shall we have a cup of tea afterwards?"
And so it was after they had seen the pictures, and as they were sitting in a cosy little tea-room, that Elise said suddenly:
"Do you know Mr. Cameron? He's a cousin of Marie Homer's."
"I don't know him," said Patty, smiling, "but I've been introduced to him. Just as I was leaving Marie's to-day, he came in. But he was very abstracted in his manner. He merely bowed, and without a word he went straight on to the piano and began fussing with his music."
"You were just leaving, anyway?"
"Yes; but I would have remained a few moments, if he had been more sociable. But, of course, I couldn't insist on his talking to me, if he didn't want to."
"He doesn't like girls," said Elise, but as she spoke she smiled in a self-conscious way.