Mrs. Hastings to assist her, if necessary, in receiving their
good-nights.

Jack stood near, too, for he thought he might be of some slight
help.

"Good-night, Mrs. Hastings," said Beatrice Sayre. "The girls are
coming to my garden party to-morrow, and as my mother also expects
guests, I'm sure she'd be glad if you would come."

Susan, much bewildered at being thus addressed, looked about her
helplessly, and murmured uncertainly, "Thank you, Miss," when Jack
interrupted by saying, "Such a pity, Bee, but Mrs. Hastings goes
away to-morrow. Another aunt of Mona's is coming to play chaperon
at 'Red Chimneys.'"

"Oh," said Beatrice, carelessly; "then this is good-bye as well as
good-night, Mrs. Hastings. I've SO enjoyed meeting you."

These conventional phrases meant nothing on Beatrice's part, but
it almost convulsed Patty to hear Susan thus addressed. However,
she knew she must play the game a few moments longer, and she did
so, watching the thoughtless young guests as they shook hands with
the masquerading COOK!

Jack Pennington was the last to go. "I say," he whispered to
Patty, "it's been a great success! I don't see how you ever had
the nerve to try it, but it worked all right!" Then he went away,
and Patty and Mona sank limply into chairs and shook with
laughter. Susan instantly returned to her role of servant, and