the audience was surprised at the unusual order of the selections,
they were unstinted in their applause.

Leaving the stage, instead of returning to her seat, Patty stepped
back into the next room, which was the library.

Cameron was there to receive her. He had felt sure she would not
return to the audience immediately, and he took the chance.

He held out both hands and Patty laid her hands in his.

"Captive Princess," he murmured.

"My Knight!" Patty whispered, and flashed a smile at him.

"Can you EVER forgive the things I said?" he asked, earnestly, as he
led her across the room and they sat down on a divan.

"There's nothing to forgive," she said, smiling; "you detest
blondes, I know, but I'm thinking seriously of dyeing my hair
black."

"Don't! that would be a sacrilege! And you MUST remember that I told
you I always adored blondes, until you told me you were brunette."

"But I didn't," said Patty, laughing. "Somehow you got the notion
that I was dark, and I didn't correct it. Are you TERRIBLY
disappointed in me?"

Naughty Patty raised her heavenly blue eyes and looked so like a