She held out both her hands. Kate caught her in a sort of rapture in her arms.
"My sister!" she cried. "My darling Rose!"
And then she stopped, for Doctor Danton was looking on with a preternatural gravity that provoked her.
"When did you come, Rose?" asked Eeny.
"Two hours ago. Have you had a pleasant drive, Kate?"
"Very, and I am hungry after it. We have kept Miss Grace waiting, I am afraid; isn't it past luncheon-time? Come to my room with me, Rose. Are you going, Doctor? Won't you stay to luncheon?"
"Some other time. Good morning, ladies. Come, Tiger."
He sauntered down the avenue, whistling, and the three sisters turned into the house.
"Very agreeable!" said Rose. "Grace's brother; and rather handsome."
"Handsome!" exclaimed Kate. "He is not handsome, my pretty sister." She took her in her arms again, and kissed her fondly. "My pretty sister! how much I am going to love you!"