ELISE AND PATTY "I think you're just as mean as you can be, Patty Fairfield! You won't come to my tree and you won't have the House Sale, and you won't do a thing anybody wants you to! I never saw such a disagreeable old thing as you are!" "Why, Elise, you dear little, sweet, 'bused child! Am I as bad as all that?
You do su'prise me! Well, well, I must mend my ways.

I've always had a reputation for good nature, but it seems to be slipping awa' Jean, like snow in the thaw, Jean,--as the song book says.

Now, my friend and pardner, here's my ultimatum.

But smile on me, first, or I can't talk to you at all.

You look like a thunder cloud,--a very pretty thunder cloud, to be sure,--but still, lowering and threatening.
Brace up, idol of my heart,--shine out, little face, sunning over with raven black curls,--I seem to be poetically inclined, don't I ?" Elise laughed in spite of herself.