This rather pleased Patty, for she feared Chick's gay banter and she knew he didn't care for the Cosmic Centre Club and their ways.
"You are so wonderful!" Blaney was saying, as he looked at her.

"I never cared for Christmas before." Patty's gown was a long, sweeping robe of poinsettia red velvet.

It would not have been becoming to most blondes, but Patty's fairness triumphed over all colour schemes.

She wore a girdle of red velvet poinsettia blossoms and a wreath of small ones encircled her head.
"You are so beautiful----" Blaney's soft, purring voice went on.
"Don't make me blush," Patty laughed back.

"Pink cheeks spoil the effect of this red gown.