have made your fortune, Nan, as a clairvoyant, telling people what
they knew already! But since you're here, DO help me out." And Patty
told Nan the scheme of the three photographs.

Now, Nan was only six years older than Patty herself, and she
entered into the joke with almost as much enthusiasm as the younger
girl.

"Shall you send one of your own, really?" she inquired.

"No; I think not. But I want to get three different types, just to
fool him."

After much consideration the two conspirators selected a picture of
a dark-eyed actress, who was pretty, but of rather flashy effects.
Next they chose a picture of an intellectual young woman, with no
pretension to beauty or style, and whose tightly drawn black hair
and stiff white collar proclaimed a high brow. It was a picture of
one of the girls in Patty's class, who had been noted for her
intellect and her lack of a sense of humour.

"He'll know that isn't you, Patty," said Nan, objecting.

"No," said Patty, sapiently; "he's pretty clever, that young man,
and probably he'll think I'm just that sort. Now for the third,
Nancy."

It took a long time to select a third one, for Nan was in favour of
a pretty girl, while Patty thought it would be more fun to send a
plain one.