But I hadn't realised it." "Of course you hadn't.

You're crazy, when it comes to dancing!" "Well, you're not.

You haven't danced with me once tonight, except that old country dance." "Did you want me to?
Were you lacking for partners ?" "_Me_! Lacking for partners! Am I, usually ?" "Oh, Patty, what a little Vanity Box you are! No, you never lack for partners or attention or flattery,--all you ever lack is a little common sense." "Why-ee! Little Billee! I've always prided myself on my common sense.
But where are you taking me ?" "Not very far.

There's a comfy window-seat in this little reception room, where you can rest a bit, then I'm going to send you home." "Oh, you are! And who constituted you my Major Domo, or Commanding Officer, or Father Superior, or whoever it is that orders people about ?" "I don't order; I persuade, or induce, by power of my irresistible charm." Farnsworth's blue eyes twinkled, and Patty laughed outright, as she said, "Yes, I noticed the irresistibility as I left the Blaneys' tonight!" "And, that's the very subject I was about to discourse upon,--the Blaneys, I mean.

But first, let me make you comfy." Farnsworth led Patty to the spacious, cushioned window-seat, and piled soft pillows at her back, and tucked an ottoman beneath her feet, and then sat down beside her.