Doris turned even paler than June.
“Chester Arlington,” she cried, “you don’t mean that? You can’t mean it! Why, you wouldn’t dare!”
He shrugged his shoulders.
“It’s plain you don’t know me. I have taken a fancy to make a little cruise on this yacht, and, of course, I am not to blame if you chance to be aboard at the time I am sure you will enjoy it. You can’t help it. I will do my best to make it pleasant for you.”
At this June suddenly sprang toward her brother.
“Chester!” she exclaimed, catching her breath; “you promised me——”
“Oh, never mind. That’s all right, sis. Don’t get excited.”
“But you promised me we would take a run only a short distance and then return.”
“I have not said how far we are going,” he coolly answered. “But it seems to me we may not be able to get back into the harbor to-night. It’s a little dangerous after dark.”
“You can get back if you can get out.”