“Miss Sharp and the Professor.”
All three of us. “Miss Sharp and the Professor?”
John (carelessly). “The Captain too, of course.”
All three of us. “The Captain too, of course!”
John. “Suppose we stroll out that way and join them?”
Myself. “The very thing—it is such a lovely evening!” Then to Aunt Di, under my breath, “You see, it is only one of Iris’s wild escapades, aunt; we must make light of it as a child’s freak. We had better stroll out that way, and all walk back together, as though it was a matter of course.”
Aunt Di. “Miss Sharp and the Professor!”
Sara. “What a madcap freak!”
Aunt Di. “Not at all, not at all, Miss St. John. I am at a loss to know what you mean by madcap. My niece is simply taking a moonlight walk in company with her governess and Professor Macquoid, one of the most distinguished scientific men in the country, as I presume you are aware.”
Brave Aunt Di! The first stupor over, how she rallied like a Trojan to the fight!