His eyes and his manners are fine. He says he wants to come out to
see you soon."
"Bless his heart, I hope he'll come! I do hope he'll come."
"Then you like to have him come to see you?" said Patty, a little
roguishly.
"Yes, and I like to have you, too. Land, child! you mustn't mind my
quick ways."
"I don't mind how quick you are," said Patty; "but when you tell me to be
sure and not come to see you, of course I don't come."
"Oh, that's all right," said Miss Daggett, "that's all right; I'll always
send for you when I want you.
"But perhaps I can't always come," said Patty. "I may be busy with my
housekeeping."
"Now, wouldn't that be annoying!" said Miss Daggett. "I declare that
would be just my luck. I always do have bad luck."
"Perhaps it's the way you look at it," said Patty. "Now, I have some
things that seem like bad luck, at least, other people think they do; but
if I look at them right--happy and cheerful, you know--why, they just
seem like good luck."
"Really," said Miss Daggett, with a curious smile; "well now, you _are_ a
queer child, and I'm not at all sure but I'd like to have you come again.
Do you want to see around my house?"
"I'd like to very much, but it's so dark a bat couldn't see things in
this room."
"But I can't open the shades, the sun would fade all the furniture
coverings."
"Well, then, you could buy new ones," said Patty; "that would be better
than living in the dark.
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