"And it proved to me that you are in the habit of meeting him clandestinely," interposed Katherine, determined to sift the affair to the bottom.
"I'm sure I don't know what business you have to meddle," spiritedly began the girl, when Katherine checked her again by saying:
"You know, Sadie, that my only thought is to save you from getting into trouble," and she laid a gentle hand upon the arm of the angry girl.
"I reckon I made a mistake asking you to go with me," Sadie observed, in a calmer tone after a moment of silence, "but—but— Katherine, I might as well own up—I'm—engaged to Ned Willard."
"Engaged! Sadie! Where did you meet him? How long have you known him?" exclaimed Katherine, aghast.
"Oh, about three months. I met him the night Mrs. Bryant gave that theater party."
"Did Mrs. Bryant introduce him to you? Was he with her party?"
"N-o; but Nellie Nixon knew him and introduced us on our way out after the play."
"Does your guardian know of your engagement?"
"No. Ned thought it would be as well not to say anything about it at present," Sadie reluctantly admitted, but cringing visibly at the question.