"I merely want you to be appropriate to the picture."
Sara looked at him mischievously.
"Why not the entire uniform, then?"
"Sara!" cried Anne, as Jack ducked out of the door.
"Anne," Sara placed her hand on Anne's arm, "are you interested in Jack Armitage?"
The girl looked at the dark burning cheeks of the handsome full-blooming young woman in front of her.
"Don't be silly, Sara."
"I 'm not silly," said Mrs. Van Valkenberg, half humorously. "I really want to know."
"Why?"
"Why, because if you 're not, I want you to keep in the background. For I think I 'd—rather like to—enlist in the Navy."