“See the envelope standin’ there against the glass? You can open it. It came with my silver.”
Rosalie obeyed. “Oh!” she said softly.
Presently Betsy spoke again: “I’ve heard a lot about how popular you’ve been all summer. Says I to myself, there’s safety in numbers, says I.”
“Yes,” agreed Rosalie, “there’s safety in numbers.”
She returned the card to its envelope.
“Take the pictures over to the window if you’d like to,” said Betsy, mending busily.
“No, thank you,” returned the girl; and placing the case as she had found it, she came back to her seat.
“The Nixon party got off all right, I s’pose,” said Betsy. “Mr. Nixon came over to say good-by. Did you know Mr. Derwent took supper with the cap’n and me one night?”
“Yes. He is greatly taken with Captain Salter.”