She nodded. "Better than I gave you credit for."
"I'm awfully sorry, but I have forgotten the rest of it."
"Pat'll do," she laughed.
"No; but let me think back."
"Want any help?"
"It was a party, somewhere about here. A corking party. I'd had one drink that I remember and some more that I don't. A funny, delightful kiddie was floating around outside like Cinderella. She wouldn't go in and dance with me, but—let me think——"
"I wouldn't think too far," urged Pat, her face tinged with pink.
"Ah, but I've got the name now!" he cried, triumphant and tactful at once. "Fentriss. Miss Patricia Fentriss, alias Pat, alias the Infant, alias the Demon——"
"What a relieving memory you've got!"