didn't let HER see that he was disappointed in her voice. But I know
Kit so well, that I can tell the moment he loses interest in
anybody. I'm awfully fond of Kit,--we've grown up more like brother
and sister than cousins."

"What's he like? Has he any fun in him?"

"Well, he loves practical jokes,--that is, if they're not mean. He
couldn't do a mean or unkind thing to anybody. But he likes anything
out of the ordinary. Escapades or cutting up jinks. He and
Beatrice,--that's my younger sister,--are always playing tricks on
us, when she's at home. But it's always good-natured fun, so we
don't mind. Oh, Kit's a dear; but you never can tell whether he's
going to like people or not. He likes so very few."

"But he liked Elise?"

"Oh, yes; in a general way. But, for some reason I can't make out,
he was terribly disappointed in her."

"And he's going to play at your musicale?"

"Yes; and I want you to sing. We have two or three other musicians,
and it will really be rather worth while."

Patty hesitated. If she went to this party, and met Kit, all the
mystery of her little romance with him would be ended. He would be
more disappointed in her than he had been in Elise, for at least she
conformed to his favourite type of beauty, and Patty was quite the
reverse. She could sing, to be sure, but probably her voice would