Her brother, however, stretched out his arm, caught her, and before he let her go whispered something in her ear.
"Who is that wild Indian?" asked Kitty Ray, as Fanny ran across the entry and disappeared.
"A sister of mine," answered Ben, in a nonchalant manner.
"Why! is she?" inquired Kitty, with interest; "I have seen her here several times, and never took any notice of her. I didn't know she was your sister. What a pretty girl she is."
"Do you think so?" said Ben; "sorry I can't agree with you. I think she's a fright."
Fanny now reappeared, and stopping a moment on her way upstairs called out, without any ceremony, "She says she can't come, she's busy."
"Who?" asked Kitty, in her turn catching Fanny and detaining her.
"Miss Flint."
Mr. Bruce coloured slightly, and Belle Clinton observed it.
"What is she doing?" inquired Kitty.