Patty and Grandma Elliott were both glad to see the boy, for though a student at Columbia College, he had visited much at Vernondale, and they were both well acquainted with him.
“It’s awfully1 jolly, your being in town this winter, Patty,” he said, “and I expect I’ll bother you to death running down to see you. If I come too often, Mrs. Elliott, you must just put me out without any ceremony.”
“I’ll remember that,” said Grandma, smiling, “and if you appear more than once a week, I shall give you a gentle hint.”
“A hint will be sufficient, ma’am; I’m not like the man who hung around until they kicked him downstairs. He thought a while and then the situation dawned upon him; ‘I know what they meant,’ he said; ‘they meant they didn’t want me up there!’ Now I’m not like that; I can catch on much more quickly.”
Patty and Grandma laughed heartily2 at Kenneth’s funny story, and then the boy unwrapped a parcel which he had brought.
“You see,” he said, “I felt sure you people would want to do a little light farming, so I brought you a plantation3.”
As he spoke4 he removed the papers from a pretty window-box, which was filled with several small plants.
“Oh, how nice!” cried Patty, clapping her hands; “I just wanted something to take care of. You see I can’t have a dog or a cat or any kind of an animal here, but I can have plants. One of the girls gave me a little fern, but I think it is going to die. It’s drooping5 like a weeping-willow now.”
“I rather think these will die soon,” said Kenneth, cheerfully, “but it doesn’t matter; when they do, you can get some more to put in—of a different kind. It’s nice to have a variety.”
“I think they look very thrifty,” said Grandma, “and I’m sure with good care they’ll do nicely.”
“Perhaps they will, ma’am; that one in the end is an orange tree. It may have oranges on by Christmas.”
“Yes, if anybody ties them on,” said Patty, laughing.
With Kenneth’s help they arranged the box in the bay-window, and Patty named it “Ten-Acre Farm.” “For,” she said, “although it doesn’t really measure quite ten acres, I like a large-sounding name; it gives you such a feeling of roominess.”
“And that’s a great thing in New York,” said Kenneth; “somehow I always feel cramped6. My room is too small, there’s never any room in the street cars, and even the sidewalks are crowded.”
“Well, you may come down and roam around my farm whenever you like,” said Patty; “and now, don’t you think it would be nice, Grandma, if we made a cup of tea? Just to see how the tea-things work, you know.”
Grandma thought it would be a very nice plan, and she rang for hot water, while Patty hunted up the tea-caddy, and Kenneth filled the alcohol lamp.
And so, when Mr. Fairfield returned with the promised box of candy, he found a merry tea-party of three awaiting him.
“How do you do, Kenneth, my boy!” he said, cordially grasping young Harper’s hand.
“I’m very well, Mr. Fairfield, and delighted to welcome you and yours as fellow-citizens of our village. The last time I saw you, we were all down at the seashore; do you remember?”
“Yes, and a jolly time we had down there; we must go again next summer. Won’t you stay and dine with us, Kenneth?”
“No, thank you, sir; I can’t to-night, much as I should like to. I must go home and dig up Greek roots all the evening.”
“You have a farm, too, then?” said Grandma, smiling.
“Yes, and one that’s rather hard to till. But I suppose, Patty, you’ll be grubbing away at lessons next week.”
“Yes,” said Patty, “and I believe I’m not to lift my eyes from my book from Monday morning till Friday night.”
“But Saturdays?” said Kenneth.
“Saturday afternoons, if we are at home, we’ll always be glad to see you,” said Grandma.
“Thank you, ma’am; I’ll often run down, and, take my chances on finding you in.”
“I like that young chap,” said Mr. Fairfield, after Kenneth had gone; “and he seems so alone here in the city. I think we might be a little kind to him, Grandma.”
“I think so, too,” agreed Mrs. Elliott, cordially; “he’s a thoroughly7 nice boy, and I’ve always liked him.”
“He is a nice boy,” said Patty, “and how much he looks like his aunt. He always makes me think of Miss Daggett.”
The elders laughed at this, for Miss Daggett, who had been the Fairfields’ next-door neighbour at Vernondale, was an elderly, erratic8, unamiable spinster, and her nephew was a frank young fellow, as good-natured as he was good-looking.
When dinner-time came Grandma told Patty that she might wear her white cashmere dress and white hair-ribbons.
This pleased Patty very much, for it was one of her favourite frocks, and she always enjoyed wearing it. Though not over-fond of dress, Patty had a great liking9 for pretty things, and was also very sensitive to pleasant sights and sounds.
So the dinner-hour delighted her, for the dining-room was gaily10 lighted and decorated, and musicians in a palm-screened balcony played soft music.
Patty took her place at their table, and, being of an adaptable11 nature, remarked that she felt already quite at home there.
“I don’t know,” said Mr. Fairfield; “it’s a little more like a hotel than I had anticipated. Still, if we feel that we’re surrounded by too many of our fellow-beings, we can have a private dining-room.”
“Oh, no, don’t do that,” said Patty; “I like it better this way.”
“I like it, too,” said Grandma Elliott; “don’t make a change yet, Fred; let us try it for a while, at least.”
“Very well,” said Mr. Fairfield, “just as you ladies say. And, Grandma, I think that lady at the next table must know you. She’s smiling at you most amiably12.”
Mrs. Elliott looked in the direction indicated.
“Why, she certainly does know me,” she said, bowing cordially to the lady in question. “That is Mrs. Hamilton. She’s the daughter of my old friend, Ellen Howard. And that’s her daughter sitting next her. If they’re living here, Patty, you will probably find Lorraine Hamilton a pleasant companion.”
“Lorraine,” said Patty; “what a pretty name. And she looks like a nice girl, too.”
After dinner our party found Mrs. Hamilton and her daughter in the parlour, and paused to talk to them there.
Mrs. Hamilton was glad to see Mrs. Elliott, who had been such a dear friend of her mother’s, and while they talked to each other the two girls sat down on a near-by sofa to become acquainted.
Lorraine Hamilton was a girl of about Patty’s own age, but while Patty was rosy13 and healthy-looking, Lorraine was pale and delicate. She was very graceful14 and pretty, with dark hair and large dark eyes. But she seemed listless and indifferent, and Patty, who enjoyed everything enthusiastically, wondered what could be the matter with her.
“Are you well?” Patty asked her, bluntly. One of Patty’s greatest faults was her abrupt15 manner of questioning people. She did not mean to be rude, but she was by nature so frank and straightforward16 that she often spoke in that way without realising it.
“Yes,” said Lorraine, looking a little surprised, “I’m well, but I’m never very strong.”
“I don’t believe you take exercise enough,” said Patty, still bluntly; “you don’t look as if you did.”
“I don’t take any,” said Lorraine, candidly17, “that is, not if I can help it. I walk to school and back every day, but that’s only three blocks each way, and I never go out anywhere else.”
“But why not?” asked Patty, in amazement18.
“Because I don’t want to. I hate to go out of doors; I like to sit in the house all the time, and read or write.”
“I like to read, too. But I like to run out of doors or walk or ride or play tennis or skate or anything like that.”
“I don’t,” said Lorraine, shortly.
She spoke so curtly19 that Patty suddenly realised that perhaps she hadn’t been very polite herself, and as she saw that Grandma Elliott and Mrs. Hamilton were still deeply absorbed in their conversation, she felt that she ought to try once more to entertain this queer girl.
“What do you like to read?” she asked, by way of starting a subject.
“Poetry,” said Lorraine, “all kinds of poetry. I’m going to be a poet myself.”
“Oh, are you?” said Patty, a little awed20 by this confident announcement.
“Yes, I’ve sent some poems to the magazines already.”
“Have they been printed yet?”
“No, they weren’t even accepted. But that doesn’t discourage me; poets never succeed at first.”
“No, I suppose not.” Patty wished to be agreeably encouraging, but she knew very little about the experiences of young poets.
“Do you live in The Wilberforce?” she asked, thinking it better to get away from the subject of poetry.
“Yes,” said Lorraine; “we’re on the third floor.”
“Why, so are we; how very nice. Will you come and see us?”
“Yes, indeed,” said Lorraine; “I’d like to ever so much. We’re very lonely; my father is in the Navy, and is away on a three years’ cruise. So mother and I are all alone.”
“I’m glad you’re here; Grandma and your mother can be company for each other, and I’m sure you and I will be friends. Where do you go to school?”
“To the Oliphant.”
“Why, that’s where I’m going; I start on Monday.”
“That’s nice; we can go together.” For the first time Lorraine seemed to show some interest and animation21, and Patty felt encouraged to believe that there might be some fun in this queer girl after all.
“Tell me about the school,” she said.
“Well,” said Lorraine, “it’s quite a big school, with lots of pupils and about a dozen teachers. Miss Oliphant is the principal, and she’s very stern and strict. Miss Fenton is vice-principal, and she isn’t a bit stern. In fact, she’s too easy-going; you can just wind her around your finger. Then the French teacher is rather nice, and Miss Rand, the English teacher, is lovely.”
“Tell me about the girls,” said Patty.
“Oh, there are all sorts; there are the grubbing girls that just study and dig all the time, and the silly girls, who never study at all. Then there is a set of snobbish22 girls, who stick up their noses at anybody who isn’t a millionaire.”
“The girls don’t sound very nice, as you describe them,” said Patty.
“No, they’re not very nice; I don’t know a girl I really like in the whole school.”
“That sounds cheerful,” said Patty, laughing; “I think I’ll enjoy a school made up of girls like that. Do you suppose they’ll like me?”
“I don’t know,” said Lorraine, looking uninterested; “they don’t like me.”
Patty felt like saying, “I shouldn’t think they would,” but she politely refrained, and just then the elder ladies called them to go upstairs.
“Well,” said Patty, as she was alone with her family once more, “that Hamilton girl is the queerest thing I ever saw. She didn’t have a good word to say about anybody or anything, and she doesn’t seem to have a joy in life. Such a lackadaisical23, washed-out looking thing as she is! I’m sorry for her.”
“Perhaps you can cheer her up, Patty girl,” said her father; “you have joy and good-humour enough for two, I’m sure. Can’t you give her a little?”
“It would be fun to try,” said Patty, smiling at the idea; “perhaps I can transform her into a gay, jolly little flutter-budget.”
They all laughed at the notion of the pale Lorraine being gay or jolly, but Patty was more in earnest than they thought, and she said: “I really am going to try, for I think it’s my duty; and besides I can’t stand seeing such a forlorn-looking thing around.”
“Do try, Patty,” said Grandma, gently, “and I hope you will succeed. You will have ample opportunity, for I have invited Mrs. Hamilton to come and see us, and to bring Lorraine.”
“All right, Grandma,” said Patty, cheerily, “I’ll do my best.”
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