So Patty told her, honestly and straightforwardly, the circumstances of the party, and wound up by saying, "I truly want you, Mrs. Greene, for the simple reason that I want you to enjoy the afternoon,--and for no other reason." "And I'll come, and be awful glad of the chance! Why, I've never had a ride in a motor car in my life, and I've never eaten in one of those fandangle hotels; and the way you put it, I'm just crazy to go!" "Do you have holiday Saturday afternoon?" "Yes, all these downtown places do." "Very well, then, I shall expect you at the Plaza at one o'clock. Ask for Miss Galbraith, and they will show you right up to her rooms." "Land! it does seem too good to be true! Say, Miss Fairfield, I've only got a black mohair to wear,--will that do?" "Of course it will. Maybe you've a pretty bit of embroidery or something to lighten it up a little." "Yes, I've got a linjerry collar and cuffs that I've just been achin' to wear ever since my sister gave them to me last Christmas." "Then I shall expect you on Saturday, and I'm so glad." With a smiling bow, Patty started away, but she saw by Mrs. Greene's face, there was something left unsaid. "What is it?" she asked, kindly, stepping back again to the counter. "Say, Miss Fairfield," and Mrs. Greene twisted her fingers a little nervously, "don't think this is queer,--but won't you wear one of your real pretty dresses? I do like to see a pretty, stylish dress,--and I never get a chance." "Of course I will," said Patty, heartily; "I've a brand-new one that I've never worn, and I'll honour the occasion with it, on Saturday." And then Patty went away, greatly pleased at her success. "Had quite a buzz, didn't yer?" observed the red-headed boy, looking at Patty with curiosity, as she passed him. "Yes, I did. By the way, young man, what is your name?" "Rosy; should think you'd know without askin'," and he grabbed a bunch of his red hair with a comical grin. "Well, I didn't know whether it was that or Freckles," said Patty, who was moved to chaff him, by reason of his good-natured _camaraderie_. "Might just as well 'a' been," and Rosy grinned wider than ever. Patty nodded a good-bye, and went on, rapidly turning over in her mind a new plan that would include Rosy in some future happy Saturday afternoon. But this plan must wait for development, as the coming Saturday was enough to occupy her thoughts for the present. "Home, Miller," she said, as she took her seat. Miller gave a relieved sigh, for he was always more or less afraid of Patty's escapades; and he didn't like to have her go alone into these strange buildings. They whizzed homeward, and at luncheon time Patty gave Nan a graphic account of her interview with Mrs. Greene. "I think that's the funniest of all," said Nan, "that she should want you to wear your elaborate clothes."