"Surely you can give me a moment of your busy gala day.

I know you have a host of friends, of course, but--well, I am lonely.

Curly and Bob and the boys are all having the time of their lives; the Dean and mother are lunching with friends; and I don't know where Phil has hidden himself." It was like him to mention Phil in almost his first words to her.

And Kitty, as Patches spoke Phil's name, instantly, as she had so often done during the past few months, mentally placed the two men side by side.
"I just wanted to tell you"-- she hesitated--"Mr.Patches--" "I beg your pardon," he interrupted smiling.
"Well, Patches then; but you seem so different somehow, dressed like this.

I just wanted to tell you that I saw what happened this morning.
It was splendid!" "Why, Miss Reid, you know that was nothing.