think it's time
we had some guests up here, just for to see and to admire this paradise
of ours."

"Have them, by all means. Are you settled enough?"

"Oh, yes. And I shan't have anything much to do. Mrs. Chase is a host in
herself, and Nurse Winnie takes full charge of my child,--with Susie's
help."

"Do you own that infant exclusively, ma'am? I notice you always say _my_
child!"

"As I've told you, you don't count. Why, you won't really count until
the day when some nice young man comes to ask you for the hand of
Mademoiselle Fleurette."

"Heaven forbid the day! I'll send him packing!"

"Indeed you won't! I want my daughter to marry and live happy ever
after,--as _I'm_ doing."

"Are you, Patty? Are you happy?"

As Billee asked this question a dozen times a day for the sheer joy of
watching Patty's lovely face smile an affirmative, she didn't think it
necessary to enlarge on the subject.

"I do be," she said, succinctly, and Farnsworth believed her.

"Now, I propose," she went on, "that we have a week-end house-party.
That's the nicest way to show off the place--"

"Patty! Are you growing proud and ostentatious?"

"I'm proud--very much so, of my home and my family,--but nobody ever
called me ostentatious! What _do_ you mean?"

"Nothing. I spoke thoughtlessly. But you are puffed up with pride and
vanity,--_I_ think."

"Who wouldn't be--with all this?"

Patty swept an arm off toward the acres of their domain, and smiled
happily in her delight of ownership.

"Well, anyway," she went on, "we'll ask Elise and Bumble and Phil and
Kenneth and Chick and--"

"Don't get too many,--you'll wear yourself all out just talking to them."

"No: a big party entertain themselves better than a few. Well, I'll fix
up the list. Anybody you want specially?"

"No, not now. Some time we'll have Mona and Roger, of course; and some
time Daisy--"

"Yes, when we have Adele and Jim. Oh, won't we have lots of jolly
parties! Thank goodness we've plenty of guest rooms."

"Are they all in order?"

"Not quite. I have to make lace things and fiddle-de-fads for some of
them."

"Can't you buy those?"

"Some I do, but some I like to make. It's no trouble, and they're
prettier."

"Let's go back around by the garage, I want to see Larry."

They strolled around through the well-kept vegetable gardens and chicken
yards, and came to the garage. Here were the big cars and Patty's own
little runabout. Larry, the chauffeur, tou