"Of course, you may take your choice."
"When is the Fair?" Azalea asked.
"We're planning it for the middle of July. I think we can get ready by
that time."
"I won't be here then," and Azalea looked thoughtful.
"Won't be here! Of course you will! What nonsense!" and Patty's blue
eyes opened wide in astonishment.
"I thought I might outstay my welcome," Azalea said, seeming a little
confused.
"Nay, nay, Pauline," and Patty smiled at her, "stay as long as you like.
As long as you can be happy with us."
But there was an uncomfortable pause, for Farnsworth didn't second
Patty's invitation or make any comment on it.
"I'm going down to New York in the car this afternoon," said Elise.
"Want to go, Azalea?"
"Yes,--I'd be glad to."
"All right, be ready about three. You going, Pattibelle?"
"No; not to-day. My lord and master is at home, and I can't give up a
precious hour of his companionship."
"Oh, you turtle-doves! All right, then, Zaly and I will sally forth to
the great metropolis."
Elise was spending a month with Patty, and was going later to the
mountains with her own family. They were all anxious, therefore, to get
the Fair under way, and to hold it while Elise was still there.
So things were being pushed, and the committees were hard at work. There
were innumerable errands to the city, and nearly every day the big car
went down and returned laden with materials for the work.
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