"You certain sure give us a surprise, Lorny," said the lightkeeper's sister.
"Of course I intended giving you a call as we passed," the girl said. "But I started for the special purpose of looking over the house for Aunt Ida and listing such new things as we shall need for the summer. This doesn't look much like summer, does it?"
"Oh, it's the last quintal of winter, I cal'late," said the woman, spearing a brown cake. "Lucky I made a mess of these. I didn't really expect any visitors to-night."
"That's just it, Miss Heppy! How will I ever get back to Harbor Bar to-night?"
"You won't. Why should you? Your aunt will know you are safe—with him."
Miss Heppy glanced slyly around at Ralph Endicott, whom she had but briefly greeted. The girl, seeing her glance, pouted.
"I wish you wouldn't!" she said in a low voice. "It fairly gets on my nerves. Everybody does it."
"Does what, child?" asked Miss Heppy, with surprise.
"Takes it for granted that Ralph Endicott and I are engaged."
"Wal—you be sort o' young, I suppose——"