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He gives me a birthday gift
whenever he happens to think of it."
For a minute Corinna gazed thoughtfully into the fire. "It is queer the
things men can't remember," she said at last. "Now, my father always
forgets, or pretends to, that I've ever been married."
"Then I needn't be so surprised," rejoined Patty brightly, "when mine
forgets that I ever was born!"
"Oh, he doesn't forget it really, my dear. He adores you."
"He is an angel to me," answered the girl with passionate loyalty. "I've
never had any one else, you know, and he has been simply everything.
Only I do wish he wouldn't have that tiresome Miss Spencer to live with
us."
"But you ought to have some one with you."
"Not some one like that. She doesn't know as much as I do; but Father
thinks she is all right because she lets her hair turn gray and wears
long dresses."
Corinna's laugh was like music. "It takes more than that to make a
virtuous mind!" she exclaimed, but she was not thinking of Miss Spencer.


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