"Patty, Patty, pit-a-pat, Grinning like a Chessy Cat, if you don't stop looking so everlasting cheerful, I'll throw something at you " "Throw," returned Patty, as her grin perceptibly and purposely widened to the full extent of her scarlet lips. "All right " and Elise threw a sofa cushion and another and another, following them up with a knitted afghan, a silk slumber robe, and then beginning on a pile of newspapers.