A frank simplicity of manner, a happy, fun-loving disposition, and a gentle, unselfish soul." Meantime Patty and Mr.Hepworth were sitting on the stairs.
"Now my cup of happiness is full," remarked Patty.

"I have always thought it must be perfect bliss to sit on the stairs at a party.

I don't know why, I'm sure, but all the information I have gathered from art and literature have led me to consider it the height of earthly joy." "And is it proving all your fancy painted it ?" asked Mr.Hepworth, who was sitting a step below.
"Yes--that is, it's almost perfect." "And what is the lacking element ?" "Oh, I wouldn't like to tell you," said Patty, and Mr.Hepworth was not quite certain whether her confusion were real or simulated.
"May I guess ?" he asked.
"Yes, if you'll promise not to guess true," said Patty.

"If you did, I should be overcome with blushing embarrassment." "But I am going to guess, and if I guess true I will promise to go and bring you the element that will complete your happiness." "That sounds so tempting," said Patty, "that now I hope you _will_ guess true.

What is the missing joy ?" "Kenneth Harper," said Mr.Hepworth, looking at Patty curiously.
Without a trace of a blush Patty broke into gay laughter.
"Oh, you are ridiculous!" she said.