ions of the House Sale."

She carried out her plan with no trouble at all. Jane took down the
suitcase, Patty went down, too, by the back stairs, and got into the
car unseen, and was driven to the Grand Central Station.

Admonishing the chauffeur to tell no one where he took her, Patty
bought a ticket for Fern Falls, and in a few hours amazed Adele
Kenerley by walking in at her front door.

"Patty Fairfield! You angel child! Where _did_ you drop from? The
blue skies?"

"Not quite. I flew up from New York to beg the hospitality of your
roof for a few days."

"For as long as we can keep you. You dear old thing! How well you
look!"

"Don't say that! I'm here to recuperate after a strenuous gay season
and a particularly tiring Bazaar thing last night."

"Oh, yes, Bazaars are the most tiresome things in the world! You ought
never to go to them."

"This one came to me. It was at our house. I'll tell you all about it
later. But, honestly, Adele, I was just ready to perfectly fly this
morning! My nerves gave out, my muscles are all lame and tired, and
then, my brain gave way. So, sez I, why not flee away to that haven of
rest what I wot of,--and here I am flewn!"

"Well, I'm jolly glad to see you. Jim will be overjoyed, too. Come
right up to your own room, and take off your things, while I go and
speak to Cook. Anything particular you want for lunch?"

"No, thank you. Any old thing, so long as it's good. As if you ever
had anything that wasn't salt of the earth!"

"Oh, Patty! You don't eat salt of the earth! Unless you're a
cannibal!"

"I'd like to know what kind of salt you do eat, then! Run along,
Adele, and order a dressy luncheon. I am pretty hungry."

Mrs. Kenerley went off, and Patty stood for a moment, looking out of
the window. "I did just the right thing," she said to herself. "Up
here, where it's so quiet and peaceful, I can think things out, and
know just where I stand. Down home, I shouldn't have had a minute to
myself. It is beautiful here. So peaceful and calm."

Patty turned, as some one entered her room, and saw a maid, ready to
unpack for her.

"I've only a suitcase, Tessie," she smiled. "I'm here but for two or
three days."

"Yes, Miss Fairfield. It's good to see you again. What will you put
on?"

"The little rose Georgette, please. Why, here are two of my frocks in
this wardrobe!"

"Yes, you left them last summer, and Mrs. Kenerley said to leave them
t