"She is my next-door neighbour." "Is she really?
How jolly! And don't you think she's an old dear?
I'm awfully fond of her.

I run out to see her every chance I can get, though I haven't been much this winter, I've been digging so hard." "She _is_ a dear," said Patty.

"I've only seen her once, but I know I shall like her as a neighbour." "Yes, I'm sure you will, but let me give you a bit of confidential advice.

Don't take the initiative, let her do that; and the game will be far more successful than if _you_ make the overtures." Patty smiled.

"Miss Daggett told me that herself," she said; "in fact, she was quite emphatic on the subject." "I can well believe it," said Kenneth, "but I'm sure you'll win her heart yet." "I'm sure she will too," said Mr.Fairfield, with an approving glance at his pretty daughter; "and whenever you are in Vernondale, Mr.Harper, I hope you will come to see us." "I shall be very glad to," answered the young man, "and I hope to run out there soon." "Come out when we have our play," said Patty; "it's going to be beautiful." "What play is that ?" "We don't know yet, we haven't decided on it." "I know an awfully good play.