"Don't be cross to me, will you, Philip?" said Patty with an
appealing note in her soft voice.

"No; you little torment, you. I'll never be cross to you, if you
won't flirt with other men."

"Philip," and Patty spoke quite seriously, "I'll be cross with you,
if you don't stop taking that attitude with me. It isn't for YOU to
say whether I shall flirt with other men or not!"

"No, I know it;" and Philip was unexpectedly humble. "I wish it was
for me to say, Patty."

"Stop talking nonsense, or I'll stop dancing with you! By the way,
Phil, you're an awfully good dancer."

"I'm glad there's something about me that pleases your ladyship."

"Yes; so am I. It certainly isn't your temper!"

And then Philip smiled into Patty's eyes, and peace was restored, as
it always was after their little squabbles.

The dance over, they sat for a few moments, and then Kenneth Harper
asked to be Patty's next partner.

"All right, Ken," said Patty; "but sit down here just a minute; I
want to watch the others."