"Without an invitation!" Patty's voice sounded horrified.
"Yes;" impatiently. "Marie would invite you fast enough if she knew who you were."
"Perhaps she HAS invited me."
"No, she hasn't; I saw her list. It's a small party, not more than twenty. And I asked her about each one, and not one of the ladies seemed to correspond to your description."
"Who's going to sing?" asked Patty, calmly.
"Only two ladies; a Miss Curtiss and a Miss Fairfield."
"Perhaps I'm one of those."
"No; I asked Marie, and she says Miss Fairfield is a pretty little blonde, and Miss Curtiss is a tall, brown-haired young woman."
"Don't you know either of these ladies?"
"No; that is, I've never seen Miss Curtiss, but Marie says I met Miss
Fairfield one day, for a moment."