It's a purple
glory now!"
"So it is! What a stunning old vine it is. I did think I'd change the
name of the place, but that wistaria over that porch is too fine to be
discarded. Let's get Mr. Hepworth up here to paint it."
"It must be painted, and soon, while it's in its prime. If Hepworth can't
come, I'll get somebody else. I want that picture."
"And let's have some photographs of it. It's so perfect."
"All right, I'll take those myself,--to-morrow,--it's too late now."
"And me and Baby will sit in the middle of the composition! Won't that be
touching!"
Patty laughed merrily, but Farnsworth said, "You bet you will! Be ready
in the morning, for I'll want a lot of poses."
CHAPTER II
GUESTS ARRIVE
"I refuse to go a step further! This porch of wistaria is the most
wonderful thing I ever saw in all my life! When I heard the name of the
place, I thought it was crazy,--but of course I see now it's the only
possible name! I don't care what's inside the house,--here I am,--and
here I stay!"
Elise Farrington threw off her motor coat, and settling herself on the
side seat of the porch, under the drooping bunches of purple bloom,
looked quite as if she meant what she said.
Patty stepped out from the doorway and smiled at her visitor.
"All right, Elise," she said, "you may. I'll send out your dinner, and
you can sleep here, too, if you like."
"No, I'll come in for my board and lodging, but all the rest of the time
look for me here! I'm going to have some lavender frocks made,--dimities
and organdies, and then I'll be part of the picture.
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