The sun shone in at her windows, and as she felt somebody pinching her toes through the blankets, she opened her eyes to see Mona sitting on the edge of the bed and Elise just coming in at the door.
Mrs.Farrington followed, and Patty sat up in bed with a smiling welcome for all.
"Hello, you dear things!" she cried.

"You first, Mrs.Farrington.

I want to 'fess up to you.

I was baddy girl last night, and I stayed at the party much later than I meant to, or than I knew, until I suddenly realised the time.

Am I forguv?
Oh, do say yes, and _don't_ scold me!" Pretty Patty possessed herself of the lady's hand and looked so penitent and so wheedlesome that Mrs.Farrington was disarmed.
"Why, of course, dear; it was not really wrong, but young girls ought to be home by midnight at latest, I think,--and too, ought to come home with their own people." "I know it, Mrs.Farrington, I do know it.