"It is lovely," she said to her aunt. "I never saw a room that I liked as
well. I think a fairy must have touched it with her wand, it is all so
fresh and sweet, just like a woodland dell."
"This is your fairy bower," said Aunt Alice, and she opened a glass door
leading out on a balcony.
The balcony was as large as a small room, and it had a roof to it, and
rattan shades at the sides that could be rolled up or down at pleasure.
Vines clambered around the pillars, and on the railings between them, were
palms and bright flowers growing in jars or tiled boxes.
On the balcony were several easy chairs, a round table and a couch, all of
wicker basket-work, and across the corner was swung a green and white
hammock with pillows of green linen.
"Oh, Aunt Alice," cried Patty, "this _is_ fairy-land! Is this _my_
balcony?"
"Yes, dear," said her aunt, kissing her happy, surprised little face, "and
I hope you will often enjoy it. I want you to be a happy Patty during your
stay with us."
"I am happy already," said Patty, as they went back into her room, "in such
a lovely home, and among such lovely people.
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