Time passed rapidly, and, at last, she realised that most of the guests had gone, and there remained only about a half dozen of the most talkative ones.
Sam Blaney himself was the conversational leader.

He went off on long tirades, and though Patty strove to follow his theories, they seemed to her vague and incomprehensible.

She found herself getting sleepy, though she would have indignantly repudiated such an idea.
Another man, Mr.Griscom, slightly differed in opinions with Blaney and the debates between the two were raptly listened to by the others.
A chiming clock struck two.
"Good gracious!" exclaimed Patty, "it can't be two o'clock! Where are the others?
Where is Elise ?" "They've gone, long ago," said Blaney, smiling.

"You know you said I might take you home, and so I told the Farringtons I would do so.
"But I didn't mean to stay as late as this! Why, I had no idea it was after twelve! Oh, please, Mr.Blaney, take me home at once.

What will Mrs.Farrington think?
I've never stayed anywhere so late before,--alone,--I mean." "You're not alone, Patricia, dear," said Alla, surprised at Patty's evident alarm.