terror! But honest to goodness I can't stand for those ticklers. They get
in my ears!"

Patty sighed. She had grasped the situation the instant she first
laid eyes on the girl, but somehow it seemed to be developing further
difficulties all the time.

"Now, Azalea," she began, "let me help you get your travelling dress off
and put you into your kimono, and we'll chat over a cup of tea. Oh, you
don't like tea,--will you have lemonade?"

"Yep. Love it! Plenty of sugar, though."

Patty gave the order to Janet, who had appeared to look after the
visitor, and turned back at the sound of Azalea's loud, strident
laughter.

"Kimono! At six P.M. That's good. Why, Cousin, I use my kim for a
dressing gown, I ain't going to bed,--am I?"

"No, dear. But we'll have a more cosy time, I think, if you get off your
travel things and have a refreshing bath."

"Oh, well, I'll take off this rig,--I want to be choice of it, anyway.
You have dinner at night?"

"Yes, we always do."

"Well, don't make any change for me, as I said. I ain't accustomed to it,
but I can stand it, I guess. Nothing fazes _me_!"