“Yes, I think it was,” nodded Kate. “It was really a very pretty wedding.”
“With your help, Kate—eh?” teased William.
“Well, I flatter myself I did do some good,” bridled Kate, as she turned to help little Kate take the flower wreath from her head.
“Even if you did hurry into my room and scare me into conniption fits telling me I'd be late,” laughed Billy.
Kate tossed her head.
“Well, how was I to know that Aunt Hannah's clock only meant half-past eleven when it struck twelve?” she retorted.
Everybody laughed.
“Oh, well, it was a pretty wedding,” declared William, with a long sigh.
“It'll do—for an understudy,” said Bertram softly, for Billy's ears alone.
Only the added color and the swift glance showed that Billy heard, for when she spoke she said: