“Of course, where more money is in the question, kindness does not count,” snapped the elder daughter.
Dorothy Amhurst smiled when Sabina mentioned the word kindness.
“With me, of course, it’s entirely a question of money,” she admitted.
“Dorothy, I never thought it of you,” said Katherine, with an exaggerated sigh. “I wish it were a fancy dress ball, then I’d borrow my brother Jack’s uniform, and go in that.”
“Katherine, I’m shocked at you,” complained the mother.
“I don’t care: I’d make a stunning little naval cadet. But, Dorothy, you must be starved to death; you’ve never touched your lunch.”
“You seem to have forgotten everything to-day,” said Sabina severely. “Duty and everything else.”
“You are quite right,” murmured Dorothy.
“And did you elope with the captain of the ‘Consternation,’ and were you married secretly, and was it before a justice of the peace? Do tell us all about it.”
“What are you saying?” asked Dorothy, with a momentary alarm coming into her eyes.