Beatrice and Howard smiled at each other understandingly. "Be careful what you say," warned Mrs. Franklin; "they've decided that they're cousins."
"Yes," replied the Lieutenant, "we've got it all settled. We're step-cousins-in-law once removed. Want to go for a ride, Ronald? Forsyth and I are going a little way down the trail."
"Which trail?"
"Fort Wayne, of course."
"Yes, I'll go," said the Ensign, rising; "it can't be any hotter on horseback than it is here."
When the three men rode off, Beatrice pouted. "Why didn't they ask me to go?"
"I guess they're going swimming," returned Mrs. Franklin, "for Mr. Forsyth had some towels."
"Here's your waist," said Katherine; "did you shrink the goods?"
"Did I what?"
"Shrink it. Wash it, you know."