"I should like to know," observed Paul, "how you manage to know so much about people whom you have never seen before,—myself, for instance!"
"But I have seen you before! Oh, I forgot; of course, you didn't know. I was with daddy last night when he came to fetch you. Don't you remember? I suppose you were too bad to notice much."
"That must have been it," assented Paul. "I just remember some one supporting my head, or it may have been my shoulders—"
"It was your head. That was me!" cried Katharine, with animation. "Wasn't Ted jealous when I told him,—that's all!"
"I wasn't," said Ted. "But it was just like Kitty. Girls always do have all the luck."
"I am glad," said Paul drily, "that at least one of you was fortunate enough to view my discomfiture."
Ted laughed, but Katharine became suddenly thoughtful.
"I was very sorry for you, I was really," she said.
"Oh, no, excuse me,—merely interested," said Paul.
Katharine reflected again.