"Yes, you _did_ promise, you exasperating little Rose, you! And I'm going to keep you prisoner here, until you make it good! Patty, you said you'd look into your heart, and tell me what you found there." "Goodness me, Philip, did I really say that? Well, it will take me an awful long while to tell you all that's in it." "Really, Patty? Did you find so much?" "Yes, heaps of things." "But I mean about me." "Oh, about you! Why, I don't know that there's anything there at all about you." "Oh, yes, there is; you can't fool me that way. Now, Patty, do be serious. Look in your heart, and see if there isn't a little love for me?" Patty sat very still, and closed her eyes, as Philip could see through the holes in her blue mask. Then she opened them, and said, with a smile: "I looked and hunted good, Philip, and I can't find a bit of love for you. But there's an awful big, nice, warm friendship, if you care about that." "I do care about that, Patty. I care very much for it, but I want more." Just at that moment King Lear and Zenobia strolled past them, and Patty almost forgot Philip as she gazed after the two majestic figures. "Patty," he said, recalling her attention, "Patty, dear, I say I want more." "Piggy-wig!" exclaimed Patty, with her blue eyes twinkling at him through the mask. "More what? I was looking at King Lear, and I lost the thread of your discourse, Philip." "Patty Fairfield, I'd like to shake you! Don't you _know_ what I'm asking of you?" "Well, even if I do, I must say, Philip, that I can't carry on a serious conversation with a mask on. Now, you know, they take these things off pretty soon, and then----" "And then may I ask you again, Patty, and will you listen to me and answer me?" "Dunno. I make no promises. Philip, this dance is over. I expect they're going to unmask now. Come on, let's go back to our crowd." But just as they rose to go, Jim Kenerley approached, and King Lear was with him. "Little Bo-Peep," said the big Indian, "King Lear tells me that you half promised him an extra, if there should be one." "As it was only half a promise, then it means only half a dance," said Patty, turning her laughing blue eyes to the majestic, flower-crowned King. "Is there going to be an extra, Jim,--I mean Chief Mudjokivis, or whatever your Indian name is?" "I don't know, Bo-Peep. I'll go and see." Jim went away, and as Philip had already gone, Patty was left alone with the white-haired King. With a slow, majestic air, he touched her gently on the arm, and motioned for her to be seated. Then he sat down beside her, and through the eyeholes of his mask, he looked straight into her eyes. At his intent gaze, Patty felt almost frightened, but as her eyes met his own, she became conscious of something familiar in the blue eyes that looked at her, and then she heard King Lear whisper, softly: "Apple Blossom!"