"Not at all," said Sandie, again with a smile. "And you have not to blame Mrs. Thayer, so far as I know. Miss Thayer and I are very good friends, but we were never intended to marry each other. We have found that out, and acted accordingly."
"And she has got him!" Mrs. Copley repeated. "I told Dolly she would like to do that. Put their two fortunes together, and they will have enough," said poor Mrs. Copley. "That comes of our going to Sorrento!"
"Look here, young man," said Mr. Copley. "If I give you Dolly, as you say, after she has given herself,—the witch!—what are you and she going to live on?"
"We have something to live on," said the young man with quiet independence.
"Not much, I'll be sworn!"
"Not perhaps what you would call much. A lieutenant in the navy is not likely to have more than a very moderate fortune."
"Fortune! What do you call a fortune?"
"Enough to live on."
"Are you ever going to be a captain?"
"I cannot say. But there is some prospect of it."