I have been brought up right--honest, I have.

But it was a special occasion, you see, and, too, my own people ran off and left me." "Oh, now, Patty," began Elise, "Sam said you sent word for us to do so." "Well, I didn't exactly do that, but I did want to stay longer.

Oh, Mrs.Farrington, you've no idea how interesting those psychic souls are----" "What!" "Yes, they're psychic, you know----" "And what are psychics,--clearly, now, Patty, what _are_ psychics ?" "Why, they're----they're----" "Yes, go on." "Well, they're--why, they're _psychics_! That's what they are." "Patty, you're an irresistible little goose!" and Mrs.Farrington bent down to kiss the pretty, flushed face, and then laughingly declared she had no more time to waste on psychics, and trailed away.
"Now, tell us all about it, Patsy," said Elise.

"I shan't let you get up till you do." "There's not much to tell, Elise; but I liked to learn about the things they were talking about and so I stayed later than I should have.

But since your mother is so lovely about it, I don't care what any one else says." "Oh, pshaw,--your staying late,--that was nothing.