“And I had one from Bart. Dear Bart! They have been very successful with their lacrosse team, and now they are coming back from their trip.”
“And Frank must leave for Mexico in a very few days. He wants me to go with him.”
Elsie started a little, and her face seemed to take on an added shade of pallor.
“To go with him?” she murmured.
“As—as Mrs. Merriwell.”
Slowly Elsie lifted one not quite steady hand to her cheek.
“I am glad,” she finally said, in a voice that was very low. “You will go with him, Inza?”
“Are you ready for the marriage?”
“Am I ready?”
“Yes, Elsie. I know Bart has urged you. You know it has been our plan to be married together—to have a double marriage. Frank wants it; Bart wants it; I want it. When will you be ready?”