Entertaining -- Juvenile fiction; Family -- Juvenile fiction; Friendship -- Juvenile fiction; Young women -- Juvenile fiction
"Tuesday, I suppose; but Adele said----"
"No, Monday, Mona, for us, and the boys----"
"I'm not sure that I'll go. You see----"
"Now, stop such nonsense! Of course he isn't invited, but I'll never
speak to you again if----"
"Oh, of course I will, but I'll only stay----"
"Yes, all our best frocks, and lots of presents and, oh, Mona, come on
over here, do. There's oceans of things to talk about!"
"All right, I will. Good-bye."
"Good-bye." And Patty hung up the receiver. "She's coming over here,
Nan; there's so much to plan for, you know. Do help me, won't you? A
regular Christmas tree, and all that, you know; and presents for
everybody, and a dance at the country club, and I don't know what
all."
"Yes, you will have a lovely time." And Nan smiled with sympathy at
the excited girl, whose sparkling eyes and tumbled hair betokened her
state of mind.
Mona came over and spent the rest of the day, and plans were made and
unmade and remade with startling rapidity.
Mona began to voice regrets that Mr. Lansing was not invited to the
house party, but Patty interrupted at once:
"Now, Mona Galbraith, you stop that! Adele has a lovely party made
up, and you're not going to spoil it by even so much as a reference to
that man! Roger will be there for Christmas, and if that isn't enough
for you, you can stay home!"
"Isn't Elise going?"
"No, she can't. She's going South next week with her mother, and I
doubt if Philip Van Reypen will go. His aunt won't want him to leave
her at the holidays. Do you know, I'm a little sorry Daisy Dow is up
there."
"You don't like her, do you, Patty?"
"I would, if she'd like me. But she's always snippy to me."
"'Cause she's jealous of you," observed Mona, sapiently.
"Nonsense! She has no reason to be. I never interfere with her."
"Well, never mind, don't let her bother you. Hal Ferris will be there.
You don't know him, do you? He's Adele's brother."
"No, I never met him. She wrote that he'd be there."
"He's the dearest boy. Well, he's older than Adele, but he seems like
a boy,--he's so full of capers. Adele says it's a beautiful big
house, just right for a jolly, old-fashioned Christmas party."
* * * * *
The days simply flew by as Christmas drew nearer. There was so much to
do socially, and then there were the Happy Saturday Afternoons to be
planned and carried out, and the Christmas shopping to be done.
This last was greatly added to because of the house party, for Patty
knew the generosity of her hosts, and she wanted to do her share in
the presentation festivities.
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