It was of the utmost
importance, she was certain, and this knowledge made her mental
anxiety the greater.
At last out of the gloom she saw Sabina approach, clothed in rags, and
then a flash of intuition enabled her to grasp the difficulty. Through
her remissness the ball dress was unfinished, and the girl, springing
to her feet, turned intuitively to the sewing-machine, when the
ringing laugh of Katherine dissolved the fog.
"Why, you poor girl, what's the matter with you? Are you sitting down
to drudgery again? You've forgotten the fortune!"
"Are-- are you back already?" cried Dorothy, somewhat wildly.
"Already! Why, bless me, I've been away an hour and a quarter. You
dear girl, you've been asleep and in slavery again!"
"I think I was," admitted Dorothy with a sigh.
CHAPTER VI
FROM SEA TO MOUNTAIN
THREE days later the North Atlantic squadron of the British Navy
sailed down the coast from Halifax, did not even pause at Bar Harbor,
but sent a wireless telegram to the "Consternation," which pulled up
anchor and joined the fleet outside, and so the war-ships departed for
another port.
Katherine stood by the broad window in the sewing room in her favorite
attitude, her head sideways against the pane, her eyes languidly
gazing upon the Bay, fingers drumming this time a very slow march on
the window sill. Dorothy sat in a rocking-chair, reading a letter for
the second time.
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