“It won't be so very long, Sarah.”
“Yes, it will, Katie. Frank and I are the best friends in the world, but if he were stopping here for the next ten years we should never be anything more.”
“Now, Sarah, you name your couple. It must be one of the bridesmaids you know, or at any rate, some one down here.”
“It is one of the bridesmaids,” Sarah said quietly.
“Well, which?” Katie said, impatiently.
“Katie O'Byrne.”
A flush of colour came into Katie's face, and she said, indignantly,—
“Sarah, you're making fun of me!”
“No, I am not, my dear. That's the couple I name for six pair of kid gloves against the other.”