"If Justin marries Bettina," said Sara, "they'll live on rhapsodies." She drew a quick short breath. "There won't be any commonplaces. They're both made that way. It will be all romance and roses——"
"My dear—aren't we taking things a bit for granted?"
"You'll see. You haven't watched them as I have."
They had reached Diana's house, and Sophie asked Sara to come in.
"I can't. It's getting late and I must dress for dinner——"
"Some other time then, dear?"
"Yes—I shall love it." Then, with some hesitation, "I'm afraid I've said more than I should——"
Sophie bent and kissed her. "Not a bit. I'm a perfect keeper of confidences—and not a soul shall share what you've told me——"
Delia met Mrs. Martens in the hall.
"Dr. Blake's on the porch," she said, "and he's asking about Bettina——"