"
"'An' the wind blows fair, an' our helm's a-lee, so it's heave, my
mariners, all - O!' " cried the Imp in his nautical voice.
"Dear me!" ejaculated Lady Warburton, staring. "Elizabeth, be so
obliging as to tell me what it all means. Why have you dragged these
children from their beds to come philandering upon a horrid river at
such an hour?"
"Excuse me, Aunt, but she didn't drag us," protested the Imp, bowing
exactly as I had done a moment before.
"Oh, no, we came," nodded Dorothy.
"An' we've been getting married, you know," said the Imp.
"And it was all very, very beautiful," added Dorothy; "even Louise
enjoyed it ever so much!" and she kissed the fluffy kitten.
"Married!" cried Lady Warburton in a tone of horror; "married!"
"They would do it, you know," sighed the Imp.
"And quite right, too," said Dorothy; "everybody always marries
somebody, some time; it's very fashionable at present. Mamma did
and so shall I when I grow up, I suppose."
"Goodness gracious, child!" exclaimed Lady Warburton.
"I s'pose you're angry 'bout it, Aunt," pursued the Imp.
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