"No? Why don't you remonstrate! Tell him he's old enough and big enough to have better sense."
"I shall tell him nothing of the sort; and I beg you will not, either. Papa certainly has the right to do as he pleases. Whether we like it or not, doesn't matter much; Grace Danton will more than supply our places."
She spoke bitterly, and turned to go up to her own room. With her hand on the door, she paused, and looked at Eeny.
"You are pleased, no doubt, Eeny?"
"Yes, I am," replied Eeny, stoutly. "Grace has always been like a mother to me: I am glad she is going to be my mother in reality."
"It is a fortunate thing you do," said Rose, "for you are the only one who will have to put up with her. Thank goodness! I'm going to be married."
"Thank goodness!" repeated Eeny; "there will be peace in the house when you're out of it. I don't know any one I pity half so much as that poor M. La Touche."
Kate saw Rose's angry retort in her eyes, and hurried away from the coming storm. She kept her room until luncheon-time, and she found her father alone in the dining-room when she entered. The anxious look he gave her made her think of Father Francis' words.
"I have heard all, papa," she said, smiling, and holding up her cheek. "I am glad you will be happy when we are gone."
He drew a long breath of relief as he kissed her.