It made me a little bother, but all's well that ends well." "You are the good-naturedest old goose!" cried Elise, who had an inkling of what was inexplicable to the others.
"Might as well," said Patty, serenely.

"She's a hummer, Ray Rose is.
She sure is a hummer!" And then Patty pronounced herself finished and turned from the mirror for inspection.
"Lovely!" approved Elise, "if you admire strongly-marked features!" Patty's cheeks and lips were very red, her eyebrows greatly darkened, and her face thickly coated with powdered chalk.
"It's awful, I know," she agreed, "but in the strong lights of the stage and the footlights too, you have to pile it on like that." "Of course you do," said Ethel.

"Mine looks the same." Laughingly gaily, the girls went to take their places on the stage.
Bob Riggs, the ringmaster, was there and assigned them their places.
Patty's performance was near the beginning of the program.

She did a solo dance, first, a lovely fancy dance that she had learned in New York, and then she did the grotesque and humorous dances called for by the occasion.

The one that necessitated springing, head first, through hoops covered with light, thin paper, she did very prettily, striking the taut paper with just the right force to snap it into a thousand shreds.
Her act was wildly applauded by the enthusiastic audience, and would have been several times repeated but for the scarcity of hoops.
Later came her grotesque dance with Bruin Boru, the wonderful dancing bear.