I just get old orchids and things." "Poor kiddy! I wish I could get a sunflower or two for you.

But I fancy, at this season of the year, they're about as scarce as blue roses." "'It is but an idle quest, Roses red and white are best,'" sang Patty, with a smile at Big Bill.
"Do you know that ?" he asked, interestedly.

"I never heard you sing it." "Oh, it's one of her best songs," cried Elise; "sing it now, Patty,--you'll have time before the chocolate comes." "Too much bother," said Patty; "we'd have to go in the music room and all.

I'll sing it for you some other time, Little Billee." "All right," he responded, carelessly, and again Patty felt a slight chagrin that he cared so little about the matter.
Other people drifted in, as the young folks were apt to do at tea time, and then the chocolate arrived, and Patty found herself provided with a welcome cup of her favourite beverage.
It was Farnsworth who brought it to her, and he deliberately took a seat at her side, a seat that Van Reypen had just vacated.
"You can't sit there," said Patty, quickly; "Phil will be back in a minute." "Will he ?" said Big Bill, as he settled himself comfortably in the chair.

"Do you think he can put me out ?" "Not unless you want him to," and Patty smiled at the big man, who looked so strong and powerful.
"Somehow, I don't.