I shall sleep easier to-night." The portieres rattled, and Patty stood in the doorway.
"Everybody's gone; may I come in ?" Warrington rose.

"I really should be very glad to make your acquaintance," gallantly.

"It's so long a time since I've met young people--" "Young people!" indignantly.

"I am not young people; I am twenty, going on twenty-one." "I apologize." Warrington sat down.
Thereupon Miss Patty, who was a good sailor, laid her course close to the wind, and with few tacks made her goal; which was the complete subjugation of this brilliant man.

She was gay, sad, witty and wise; and there were moments when her mother looked at her in puzzled surprise.