"Dorothy, I never thought it of you," said Katherine, with an
exaggerated sigh. "I wish it were a fancy dress ball, then I'd borrow
my brother Jack's uniform, and go in that."
"Katherine, I'm shocked at you," complained the mother.
"I don't care: I'd make a stunning little naval cadet. But, Dorothy,
you must be starved to death; you've never touched your lunch."
"You seem to have forgotten everything to-day," said Sabina severely.
"Duty and everything else."
"You are quite right," murmured Dorothy.
"And did you elope with the captain of the 'Consternation,' and were
you married secretly, and was it before a justice of the peace? Do
tell us all about it."
"What are you saying?" asked Dorothy, with a momentary alarm coming
into her eyes.
"Oh, I was just telling mother and Sab that you had skipped by the
light of the noon, with the captain of the 'Consternation,' who was a
jolly old bachelor last night, but may be a married man to-day if my
suspicions are correct. Oh, Dorothy, must I go to the ball in a dress
of print?"
The sewing girl bent an affectionate look on the impulsive Katherine.
"Kate, dear," she said, "you shall wear the grandest ball dress that
ever was seen in Bar Harbor."
"How dare you call my sister Kate, and talk such nonsense?" demanded
Sabina.
"I shall always call you Miss Kempt, and now, if I have your
permission, I will sit down. I am tired.
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