countries.

So interested was Patty in looking at it all that she declared she
didn't want a thing to eat. But when the choice selections of French
cookery were placed before her, she changed her mind and did full
justice to the repast.

After dinner they sat for a short time in the drawing-room, and then Mr.
Farrington declared they must all go to rest, as he had planned a busy
day for them on the morrow.




CHAPTER X

SIGHTSEEING


They rose next morning to find a perfect autumn day awaiting them. To
Patty's surprise, dainty breakfast trays were brought to their bedsides.

"It is the custom of the country," Elise explained; "nobody ever goes
downstairs to breakfast in Paris."

"It's a custom that suits me well enough--at least, what there is of it.
I'm free to confess that this rather smallish cup of chocolate and two
not very large rolls and a tiny bit of butter do not seem to me all that
a healthy appetite can desire."