Then Florelle set up such a howl to go, that Patty begged her aunt to take
her, and the child went.
Reginald declined to be left out of such a family affair, so Patty was
amply escorted to her destination.
They went on board the _Priscilla_, a beautiful boat of the Fall River
Line, and Mr. St. Clair soon found Mr. Fleming, who had agreed to meet him
at a certain spot.
Then Patty was introduced to her Cousin Tom, who was a tall young man of
about thirty-five, with a pointed beard, and dark, pleasant eyes.
"So this is my little Southern cousin," he said, cordially, as he took her
hand.
Then he chatted affably with the whole party until the warning gong
announced that they must go ashore.
Ethelyn was heart-broken at the thought of parting, and flinging her arms
round Patty's neck, burst into tears.
This was enough for Florelle, who promptly followed suit, and set up one of
her very best howls.
With a good-bye kiss to his niece, Uncle Robert picked up the screaming
child and marshaled his family off of the boat, and Patty was left alone
with her new-found cousin.
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