"Not the veriest particle," promptly. Certainly Patty was growing more charming every day.
The Angora cat, with feline caution, peeped into the room. Patty, who loved cats, made a dash for the fluffy animal, which turned tail and bolted for the kitchen, Patty a close second.
For the first time since the marriage Kate and Warrington were alone together. He gazed at her, mildly speculative.
"Well, what do you see?" she asked.
"You are certainly one of the most beautiful women in the world," he declared, sighing.
"You say 'one of'?" frowning. "There was a time when it was not general; you used the definite article."
"I know it."
"Then there must be somebody else," quickly.
"I'm not a marrying man," he said evasively.
"Is it Patty, Dick? Oh, if it were only Patty!"