"Very well," said Lenora; and tripping after the servant girl, she was soon in Carrie's room.
After retailing nearly all the gossip of which she was mistress, she suddenly turned to Carrie, and said, "Did you know that your father was going to be married?"
"My father going to be married!" said Carrie, opening her blue eyes in astonishment. "My father going to be married! To whom pray?"
"To a lady from the East—one whom he used to know and flirt with when he was in college!" was Lenora's grave reply.
"What is her name?" asked Kate.
"Her name? Let me see—Miss—Blackwell—Blackmer—Blackheart. It sounds the most like Blackheart."
"What a queer name," said Kate; "but tell us what opportunity has Mr. Hamilton had of renewing his early acquaintance with the lady."
"Don't you know he's been East this winter?" asked Lenora.
"Yes, as far as Albany," answered Carrie.
"Well," continued Lenora, "'twas during his Eastern trip that the matter was settled; but pray don't repeat it from me, except it be to Maggie, who I dare say, will feel glad to be relieved of her heavy responsibilities—but as I live, Carrie, you are crying! What is the matter?"