membered! Somebody brought a cup for more tea, and she poured it, put in lemon, two lumps of sugar, smiled, was to all outward appearances a hostess intent on her duty. Yet her pulses were pounding.
Sally, having finished her song, turned and spoke to Crispin.
"Did you know that Hildegarde is going abroad?"
"No."
"Mother told me this morning. They want us to go with them. And Merry."
He had nothing to say to that, and presently Sally went on.
"If I were you, I wouldn't let her go."
"How can I keep her?"
"Do you think, if I cared for a girl, that I'd let the ocean yawn between us. Not if I had to use caveman tactics. I'd carry her off—Oh, why aren't men like that! I wish somebody would pick me up and run away with me."
"Heaven help him, if it wasn't the right man!" His eyes twinkled.
Sally was wistful. "It is never the right man, is it?
