"I fixed it up pretty because I thought it would please you.

If you don't like it--" "Oh, we like it," cried Christine Converse, "we love it! We want to take it home with us and put it under a glass case." "Stop your nonsense, girls," said Marian, who had noticed Patty's rising colour, "and take your places.

It's a beautiful party, and a lot too good for such ungrateful wretches! If you can read writing, you'll find your names on your cards." "I can read writing," said Lillian Desmond, "but not such elegant gold curlycues as these.

Won't you please spell it out for me, Miss Fairfield ?" "Oh, take any place you choose," said Patty, laughing good-naturedly.

She didn't really mind their chaff, but she began to think herself that she had been a little absurd.
Then Pansy brought in the various dishes that Patty had worked so hard over, and perhaps you will not be surprised to learn that they were almost uneatable, or, at least, very far from the dainty perfection they ought to have shown.
On discovering this, the girls, who were really well-bred, in spite of their love of chaffing, quite changed their manner and, ignoring the situation, began merrily to discuss the play.
But as the various viands proved a continuous succession of failures, Patty became really embarrassed and began to make apologies.
"Don't say a word," said Marian; "it was all my fault.