XX GOOD-BYE FOR NOW




CHAPTER I

DIFFERENT OPINIONS


"Different men are of different opinions; some like apples, some
like inions," sang Patty, as she swayed herself idly back and
forth in the veranda swing; "but, truly-ooly, Nan," she went on,
"I don't care a snipjack. I'm quite ready and willing to go to the
White Mountains,--or the Blue or Pink or even Lavender Mountains,
if you like."

"You're willing, Patty, only because you're so good-natured and
unselfish; but, really, you don't want to go one bit."

"Now, Nan, I'm no poor, pale martyr, with a halo roundy-bout me
noble brow. When we came down here to Spring Beach, it was
understood that we were to stay here part of the summer, and then
go to the mountains. And now it's the first of August and I've had
my innings, so it's only fair you should have your outing."

Though Patty's air was gay and careless, and Patty's tones were
sincere, she was in reality making an heroic self-sacrifice, and
Nan knew it. Patty loved the seashore; she had been there three
months, and loved it better every day.