"Why, yes, they"re yours, child, and certainly you may take them away if you like. But it is not customary; usually people buy the candles to burn at the shrine of their patron saint, or in memory of some friend, and, of course, the woman supposed that was your intention."
"Well, I"m glad to understand it," said Patty, "and I wish you"d please explain it to her, for I certainly do want to keep the candles, and I couldn"t make her understand."
So Mr. Farrington explained the state of the case in French that the woman could understand, and all was well, and Patty walked off in triumph with her candles.
Then they went back past the Louvre, and leaving the automobile again, they went for a short walk in the garden of the Tuileries. This also fascinated Patty, and she thought it beautiful beyond all words.
After that Mr. Farrington declared that the girls must be exhausted, and he took them to a delightful cafe, where he refreshed them with ices and small cakes.
"Now," he said, "I don"t suppose the Eternal Feminine in your nature will be satisfied without doing a little shopping. The large shops--the Bon Marche and the Magasin du Louvre--are very like our own department stores, and if you choose you may go there at some other time with Mrs.
Farrington or Lisette, for I confess my ignorance of feminine furbelows. But I will take you to one or two interesting shops on the Rue de Rivoli, and then if we have time to a few in the Avenue de l"Opera."
Their first stop was at a picture shop, and Patty nearly went wild over the beautiful photographs and water colours. She wanted to purchase several, but Mr. Farrington advised her to wait until later, when she should perhaps be better able to judge what she really wanted.
"For you see," he said, "after you have been to the Louvre and other great galleries, and have made favourites, as you will, among the pictures there, you will then be able to collect your photographs more intelligently."
Patty was quite ready to abide by this advice, and she and Elise enjoyed looking over the pictures and antic.i.p.ating future purchases.
But though the shops along the Rue de Rivoli were attractive, they were not nearly so splendid as those on the Avenue de l"Opera. Indeed, Mr.
Farrington almost regretted having brought the girls there, for they quite forgot all else in their delight in looking at the beautiful wares. They seemed content just to walk along the avenue looking in at the shop windows.
"I don"t want to buy anything yet," declared Patty. "Later on I expect to get souvenirs for all of the people at home, and I have any amount of orders to execute for Marian."
"Won"t it be fun to do our shopping here?" exclaimed Elise. "I never saw such lovely things, and truly, Patty, the prices marked on them are quite cheap. Much more reasonable than in New York, I think."
"So do I. And oh, Elise, just look at the lovely things in this window!
See that lovely pen-wiper, and that dear paper-cutter! Aren"t they unusual?"
"Yes," exclaimed Elise, equally rapturous; "I don"t wonder, Patty, that people like to shop in Paris. It is truly fascinating. But just wait until we get mother out here with us instead of father. She won"t fidget around as if she wanted us to go home before we"ve fairly started!"
Elise looked reproachfully at her father, who was undeniably fidgeting.
"I"m glad you appreciate the fact," he said, "that I am impatient to get away from these shop windows. Never again will I introduce two young girls into the Parisian shopping district. I"ve learned my lesson; I"ll take you sightseeing, but Mrs. Farrington must take you shopping."
Patty laughed good-naturedly, and expressed her willingness to return at once to the hotel.
CHAPTER XI
AN EXCURSION TO VERSAILLES
One evening, as our party sat in the drawing-room of the hotel, after dinner, some callers" cards were brought to them. The guests proved to be Bert Chester and his three friends, of whom he had told Patty before. The four young men were about to start on a motor tour, and were spending a few days in Paris first.
They were all big stalwart young Englishmen, and when Bert introduced Paul and Philip Marchbanks and Arthur Oram, Patty thought she had never seen more pleasant-looking boys.
"We"re jolly glad to be allowed to come to see you," said Phil Marchbanks, addressing Mrs. Farrington, but including them all in his conversation; "we know almost n.o.body in Paris, and we"re so glad to see some friendly faces."
"We may as well own up," said his brother Paul, "that we"re just a bit homesick. We"re going to have a fine time, of course, after we get started, but it takes a few days to get used to it."
It amused Patty to think of these great, big boys being homesick, but she rather liked their frank admission of it, and she began to ask them questions about their automobile.
The boys had no chauffeur with them, and Arthur Oram drove the car, with occasional a.s.sistance from the others. Of course, the boys were enthusiastic regarding their car, and young Oram particularly fell into discussions with Mr. Farrington as to the respective merits of various makes.
"We"ve done up Paris pretty well," said Bert Chester; "we"ve only been arrested for speeding once; but that"s not surprising, for they let you go about as fast as you like here, and with their marvellously fine roads, it"s more like skating than anything else."
"But you only arrived here when we did," said Elise; "how can you have done up Paris so soon?"
"Well, you see," said Bert, "we"re not going to write a book about it, so we didn"t have to take it all in. We"ve seen the outside of the Louvre, and the inside of Napoleon"s tomb; we"ve been to the top of the Eiffel tower, and the bottom of the Catacombs; so we flatter ourselves that we"ve done up the length and breadth and height and depths,--at least to our own satisfaction."
"It"s a great mistake," said Phil Marchbanks, "to overdo this sightseeing business. A little goes a great way with me, and if I bolt a whole lot of sights all at once, I find I can"t digest them, and I have a sort of attack of tourist"s indigestion, which is a thing I hate."
"So do I," agreed Patty, "and I think you do quite right not to attempt too much in a short time. We are taking the winter for it, and Mr.
Farrington is going to arrange it all for us, so that I know we"ll never have too much or too little. How much longer are you staying here?"
"Only a few days," replied Bert Chester, "and that brings me to our special errand. We thought perhaps--that is, we hoped that may be you might, all of you, agree to go with us to-morrow on a sort of a picnic excursion to Versailles. We thought, do you see, that we could take our car, and you could take yours, and we"d start in the morning and make a whole day of it."
"Gorgeous!" exclaimed Patty, clapping her hands; "I do think that would be delightful, I"d love to go."
"Me too," chimed in Elise; "mother, do say yes, won"t you? You know you"re just as anxious to go there as we are, because you spoke of it only yesterday."
"Yes, indeed," said Mrs. Farrington heartily; "I quite approve of the plan, and if your father has no objection, we can make a charming picnic of it."
Mr. Farrington was quite as interested in the project as the others, and they immediately began to arrange the details of the expedition.
Bert Chester had a road map in his pocket, which showed exactly the routes they could take, but the decision of these things was left to Mr. Farrington and Arthur Oram, who put their heads together over the complicated-looking charts and decided upon their way.
"Do you know," said Paul Marchbanks, "you"re the first American girls I have ever known socially? I"ve seen tourists in railway stations or restaurants, but I never talked to any Americans before."
"For goodness" sake!" exclaimed Patty, "have they kept you walled up in a dungeon tower all your life, or what?"
"Not exactly that; but we English fellows who go to school and then to college, and meantime live in our country homes, with an occasional run up to London, have almost no opportunity to meet anybody outside of our own people. And I haven"t jogged about as much as a good many fellows.
This is the first time I"ve been to Paris."
"Then that explains your homesickness," said Patty, smiling kindly at the big boy, whose manner was so frank and ingenuous.
"Yes," he said; "I suppose I do miss the family, for they ARE a jolly lot. Oh, I say, won"t you people all come down to our place and see us?
You"re going to England, of course, before you return to the States, aren"t you?"
"I don"t know," said Elise, smiling; "our plans are uncertain. But if we accept all the delightful invitations we"re continually receiving, I don"t know when we ever shall get back to New York."
The next day proved to be a most perfect one for an excursion of any sort. They started early, for they wanted to make a long, full day of it, and return in time for dinner.
The two automobiles were at the door by nine o"clock, and the party was soon embarked. As Mr. Farrington did not drive his own car, he went in the other car, sitting in front with Arthur Orara. In the tonneau of this car were Patty and Bert Chester. So in the other car rode Mrs.
Farrington and Elise and the two Marchbanks. This arrangement seemed highly satisfactory to all concerned, and the procession of two cars started off gaily. Away they sped at a rapid speed along the Champs Elysees, through the Arch and away toward Versailles. The fresh, crisp morning air, the clear blue sky, and the bright sunlight, added to the exhilaration of the swift motion, endowed them all with the most buoyant spirits, and Patty felt sure she had never looked forward to a merrier, happier day.
She chatted with Bert Chester, and asked him many questions about the trip on which he was starting.