"June is as long as I can wait, and I should like a double wedding of all things." Rose's face turned scarlet, and she averted her head.

The familiar announcement of Reginald's marriage to her sister, as a matter of certainty, stung her to the heart.
"You don't object, Rose ?" he said uneasily.

"You will be married the same day ?" "Settle it as you like," answered Rose petulantly.

"If I must be married, it doesn't much matter when." That day, when the ladies were leaving the dinner-table, Captain Danton arose.
"Wait one moment," he said; "I have a toast to propose before you go.
Fill your glasses and drink long life and prosperity to Mr.and Mrs.
Jules La Touche." Every one but Grace was electrified, and Rose fairly ran out of the room.

M.La Touche made a modest little speech of thanks, and then Mr.
Stanford held the door open for the ladies to pass.
Rose was not in the drawing-room when they entered, and Kate ran up to her room; but the door was locked, and Rose would not let her in.
"Go away, Kate," she said, almost passionately.