"The girls will wait," said Mr. Hepworth, easily, and then during the rest of the ride he entertained Patty with light, merry conversation.
He watched her closely, however, and came to the conclusion that the girl was very nervous, and excitable to a degree that made him fear she was on the verge of a mental illness.
"When is this play of yours to come off?" he enquired.
"Next Thursday night," said Patty, "if we can get ready for it, and we must; but oh, there is so much to do, and now I"ve wasted this whole morning and haven"t accomplished a thing, and I don"t know where Miss Sinclair is, and I didn"t see about the costumes, after all, and now I"ll be late for rehearsal. Oh, what shall I do?"
Mr. Hepworth had sufficient intuition to know that if he sympathised with Patty in her troubles she was ready to break down in a fit of nervous crying.
So he said, as if the matter were of no moment, "Oh, pshaw, those costumes will get themselves attended to some way or another. Why, I"ll go down there this afternoon and hunt them up, if you like. Just tell me what ones you want."
This was help, indeed. Patty well knew that Mr. Hepworth"s artistic taste could select the costumes even better than her own, and she eagerly told him the necessary details.
Mr. Hepworth also promised to look after some other errands that were troubling Patty"s mind, so that when she finally reached home she was calm and self-possessed once more.
Mr. Hepworth quickly settled matters with the cabman, and then escorted Patty up the steps to her own front door, where, with a bow and a few last kindly words, he left her and walked rapidly away.
The girls who had gathered for rehearsal greeted her with a chorus of reproaches for being so late, but when Patty began to tell her exciting experiences, the rehearsal was forgotten in listening to the thrilling tale.
"Come on, now," said Patty, a little later, "we must get to work. Get your places and begin your lines, while I finish these."
Patty had refused to go to luncheon, and the maid had brought a tray into the library for her. So, with a sandwich in one hand and a gla.s.s of milk in the other, she directed the rehearsal, taking her own part therein when the time came.
So the days went on, each one becoming more and more busy as the fateful time drew near.
Also Patty became more and more nervous. She had far more to do than any of the other girls, for they depended on her in every emergency, referred every decision to her, and seemed to expect her to do all the hardest of the work.
Moreover, the long strain of overstudy she had been through had left its effects on her system, and Patty, though she would not admit it, and no one else realised it, was in imminent danger of an attack of nervous prostration.
The last few days Nan had begun to suspect this, but as nothing could be done to check Patty"s mad career, or even to a.s.sist her in the many things she had to do, Nan devoted her efforts to keeping Patty strengthened and stimulated, and was constantly appearing to her with a cup of hot beef tea, or of strong coffee, or a dose of some highly recommended nerve tonic.
Although these produced good temporary effects, the continued use of these remedies really aggravated Patty"s condition, and when Thursday came she was almost a wreck, both physically and mentally, and Nan was at her wits" end to know how to get the girl through the day.
At the summons of her alarm clock Patty rose early in the morning, for there was much to do by way of final preparation. Before breakfast she had attended to many left-over odds and ends, and when she appeared at the table she said only an absent-minded "good-morning," and then knit her brows as if in deep and anxious thought.
Mr. and Mrs. Fairfield looked at each other. They knew that to say a word to Patty by way of warning would be likely to precipitate the breakdown that they feared, so they were careful to speak very casually and gently.
"Anything I can do for you to-day, Puss?" said her father, kindly.
"No," said Patty, still frowning; "but I wish the flowers would come. I have to make twenty-four garlands before I go over to the schoolroom, and I must be there by ten o"clock to look after the building of the platform."
"Can"t I make the garlands for you?" asked Nan.
"No," said Patty, "they have to be made a special way, and you"d only spoil them."
"But if you showed me," urged Nan, patiently. "If you did two or three, perhaps I could copy them exactly; at any rate, let me try."
"Very well," said Patty, dully, "I wish you could do them, I"m sure."
The flowers were delayed, as is not unusual in such cases, and it was nearly ten when they arrived.
Patty was almost frantic by that time, and Nan, as she afterward told her husband, had to "handle her with gloves on."
But by dint of tact and patience, Nan succeeded in persuading Patty, after making two or three garlands, to leave the rest for her to do.
Although they were of complicated design, Nan was clever at such things, and could easily copy Patty"s work. And had she been herself, Patty would have known this. But so upset was she that even her common sense seemed warped.
When she reached the schoolroom there were a thousand and one things to see to, and nearly all of them were going wrong.
Patty flew from one thing to another, straightening them out and bringing order from confusion, and though she held herself well in hand, the tension was growing tighter, and there was danger of her losing control of herself at any minute.
Hilda Henderson was the only one who realised this, and, taking Patty aside, she said to her, quietly, "Look here, girl, I"ll attend to everything else; there"s not much left that needs special attention. And I want you to go right straight home, take a hot bath, and then lie down and rest until time to dress for the afternoon programme. Will you?"
Patty looked at Hilda with a queer, uncomprehending gaze. She seemed scarcely to understand what was being said to her.
"Yes," she said, but as she turned she half stumbled, and would have fallen to the floor if Hilda had not caught her strongly by the arm.
"Brace up," she said, and her voice was stern because she was thoroughly frightened. "Patty Fairfield, don"t you dare to collapse now! If you do, I"ll--I don"t know _what_ I"ll do to you! Come on, now, I"ll go home with you."
Hilda was really afraid to let Patty go alone, so hastily donning her hat and coat she went with her to her very door.
"Take this girl," she said to Nan, "and put her to bed, and don"t let her see anybody or say anything until the programme begins this afternoon.
I"ll look after everything that isn"t finished, if you"ll just keep her quiet."
Nan was thoroughly alarmed, but she only said, "All right, Hilda, I"ll take care of her, and thank you very much for bringing her home."
Patty sank down on a couch in a limp heap, but her eyes were big and bright as she looked at Hilda, saying, "See that the stars are put on the gilt wands, and the green bay leaves on the white ones. Lorraine"s spangled skirt is in Miss Oliphant"s room, and please be sure,--" Patty didn"t finish this sentence, but lay back among the cushions, exhausted.
"Run along, Hilda," said Nan; "do the best you can with the stars and things, and I"ll see to it that Patty"s all right by afternoon."
CHAPTER VIII
COMMENCEMENT DAY
Nan was a born nurse, and, moreover, she had sufficient common sense and tact to know how to deal with nervous exhaustion. Instead of discussing the situation she said, cheerily, "Now everything will be all right.
Hilda will look after the stars and wands, and you can have quite a little time to rest before you go back to the schoolroom. Don"t try to go up to your room now, just stay right where you are, and I"ll bring you a cup of hot milk, which is just what you need."
Patty nestled among the cushions which Nan patted and tucked around her, and after taking the hot milk felt much better.
"I must get up now, Nan," she pleaded, from the couch where she lay, "I have so many things to attend to."
"Patty," said Nan, looking at her steadily, "do you want to go through with the commencement exercises this afternoon and the play to-night successfully, or do you want to collapse on the stage and faint right before all the audience?"
"I won"t do any such foolish thing," said Patty, indignantly.