"Yes; WASN'T that a barkentine?" he answered innocently.
"Barkentine your EYE!" spluttered the Captain. "Why, that was a schooner as plain as a pie plate."
But ten minutes later the ordeal was over, and Blix and Condy, once more breathing easily, were on their walk again. The Captain and K. D. B. had even accompanied them to the gate of the station, and had strenuously urged them to "come in and see them again the next time they were out that way."
"Married!" murmured Condy, putting both hands to his head. "We've done it, we've done it now."
"Well, what of it?" declared Blix, a little defiantly. "I think it's all right. You can see the Captain is in love with her, and she with him. No, we've nothing to reproach ourselves with."
"But—but—but so sudden!" whispered Condy, all aghast. "That's what makes me faint—the suddenness of it."
"It shows how much they are in love, how—how readily they—adapted themselves to each other. No, it's all right."
"They seemed to like us—actually."
"Well, they had better—if they knew the truth. Without us they never would have met."
"They both asked us to come out and see them again, did you notice that? Let's do it, Blix," Condy suddenly exclaimed; "let's get to know them!"