Patty in Paris eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 149 pages of information about Patty in Paris.

“I certainly will, Clem; that’s a first-rate idea.”

Mary Sargent brought a French phrase book.  It was entitled “French Before Breakfast,” and as Mary explained that the French people never had breakfast until noon, Patty would have ample time to study it.

Patty accepted the little book with many thanks and promised Mary she would never eat breakfast, at noon or any other hour, until she had thoroughly mastered at least one of the phrases.

CHAPTER IV

AN AQUATIC PARTY

Of course all were agreed that Patty must have a farewell party of some sort; and as Nan dearly loved elaborate affairs, she had decided that it should be an Aquatic Party.

Patty frankly confessed her ignorance as to what an Aquatic Party might be, whereupon Nan informed her that she had only to wait until the occasion itself to find out.

So busy was Patty herself that she took no hand in the preparations for the party, and indeed Nan required no help.  That capable and energetic young matron secured the services of some professional decorators and able-bodied workmen, but the direction and superintendence was entirely in her own hands.

Patty was consulted only in regard to her own costume for the occasion.

“You see,” said Nan, coming into Patty’s room one morning, “I don’t know whether you would rather say good-bye to your friends in the guise of a kelpie or a pixy or a jelly-fish.”

“Cut out the jelly-fish,” said Patty, laughing, “for they’re horrid, floppy old things, I’m sure.  As to the others, what’s the difference between a kelpie and a pixy?”

“Oh, a great deal of difference,” declared Nan, wagging her head wisely; “a kelpie is an imaginary water sprite, you know, and a pixy is a—­a—­ why, a sort of make-believe fairy who lives in the water.”

“Well, I’m glad that you see a difference in your two definitions.  For my part I don’t see anything to hinder my being a kelpie and a pixy both, even if I’m not twins.”

“Well, they’re not so very different, you know.  One is a kelpie, and one is a pixy; that’s about all the difference.”

Patty laughed.  “Well, if it will help you out any to have me make a choice,” she said, “I’ll choose to be a kelpie.  What’s the latest thing in kelpie costumes?”

“Oh, it will be lovely, Patty!  I’ll have it made of pale green silk, with a frosted, silvery, shimmering effect, you know, and draped with trailing green seaweed and water grasses.”

“Lovely!” agreed Patty.  “And what would the pixy costume have been, if I had chosen that?”

“Just the same,” confessed Nan, laughing; “but it’s easier to have something definite to work at.  You can wear my corals, Patty, and, with your hair down, you’ll be a perfect kelpie.”

Patty smiled at her young stepmother’s enthusiasm, and Nan ran away to begin preparations for the kelpie costume.

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