den in your back yard!"
"I believe you! You'd make a home feeling in the Parthenon,--if you chose to live there!"
"Of course I should! Or in the Coliseum, or in the Taj Mahal."
"There, there, that will do! Don't carry your vaunts further! Now come around the house, and let's go in under the wistaria. It's a purple glory now!"
"So it is! What a stunning old vine it is. I did think I'd change the name of the place, but that wistaria over that porch is too fine to be discarded. Let's get Mr. Hepworth up here to paint it."
"It must be painted, and soon, while it's in its prime. If Hepworth can't come, I'll get somebody else. I want that picture."
"And let's have some photographs of it. It's so perfect."
"All right, I'll take those myself,--to-morrow,--it's too late now."
"And me and Baby will sit in the middle of the composition! Won't that be touching!"
Patty laughed merrily, but Farnsworth said, "You bet you will! Be ready in the morning, for I'll w