"Two or three weeks ago,--in fact, it was the day after my valentine
party,--Kit asked me which of my friends had telephoned me late the
night before. You know he lives in the apartment just above ours,
and it seems the wires were crossed or something, but he heard this
girl's voice, and now he insists he wants to meet her. I don't think
Elise Farrington has such a fascinating voice, do you?" "Elise!"
exclaimed Patty, in pretended surprise; "what has SHE to do with
it?"

"Why," explained Marie, "Elise did call me up that night, to say she
had left her scarf. But how Kit discovered that she was a red-
cheeked brunette, is more than _I_ can understand. You can't know
that from a voice, now, can you?"

"No," said Patty, decidedly, "you CAN'T!"

"Well, then, a week or two went by, and I told Elise about this, but
somehow I couldn't manage to get them together. Every time Elise
came to our house, Kit would be away somewhere. But a few days ago I
did manage to have them meet."

"Did you?" exclaimed Patty; "for gracious sake, WHAT happened?"

Marie looked a little surprised at Patty's excited interest, but she
went on: "Oh, it was AWFULLY funny. Elise looked lovely that day.
She had just come in from skating, and her cheeks were red and her
eyes sparkled, and her furs were SO becoming! I introduced Kit, and
I could see he admired her immensely. There were several people
there, so I left these two together. They were getting on famously,
when Kit said to her, 'Are you still a Captive Princess?'