Part 6 (1/2)

”And my daughter, Katherine, and Miss Amhurst, a friend of ours--Lieutenant Drummond, of the 'Consternation.'”

”I wonder,” said the Lieutenant, as if the thought had just occurred to him, ”if the young ladies would like to go to a point where they can have a comprehensive view of the decorations. I--I may not be the best guide, but I am rather well acquainted with the s.h.i.+p, you know.”

”Don't ask me,” said Captain Kempt. ”Ask the girls. Everything I've had in life has come to me because I asked, and if I didn't get it the first time, I asked again.”

”Of course we want to see the decorations,” cried Katherine with enthusiasm, and so bowing to the Captain and Mrs. Kempt, the Lieutenant led the young women down the deck, until he came to an elevated spot out of the way of all possible promenaders, on which had been placed in a somewhat secluded position, yet commanding a splendid view of the throng, a settee with just room for two, that had been taken from some one's cabin. A blue-jacket stood guard over it, but at a nod from the Lieutenant he disappeared.

”h.e.l.lo!” cried Katherine, ”reserved seats, eh? How different from a theatre chair, where you are ent.i.tled to your place by holding a colored bit of cardboard. Here a man with a cutla.s.s stands guard. It gives one a notion of the horrors of war, doesn't it, Dorothy?”

The Lieutenant laughed quite as heartily as if he had not himself hoped to occupy the position now held by the sprightly Katherine. He was cudgelling his brain to solve the problem represented by the adage ”Two is company, three is none.” The girls sat together on the settee and gazed out over the brilliantly lighted, animated throng. People were still pouring up the gangways, and the decks were rapidly becoming crowded with a many-colored, ever-s.h.i.+fting galaxy of humanity. The hum of conversation almost drowned the popular selections being played by the cruiser's excellent band. Suddenly one popular selection was cut in two. The sound of the instruments ceased for a moment, then they struck up ”The Stars and Stripes for Ever.”

”h.e.l.lo,” cried Katherine, ”can your band play Sousa?”

”I should say we could,” boasted the Lieutenant, ”and we can play his music, in a way to give some hints to Mr. Sousa's own musicians.”

”To beat the band, eh?--Sousa's band?” rejoined Katherine, dropping into slang.

”Exactly,” smiled the Lieutenant, ”and now, young ladies, will you excuse me for a few moments? This musical selection means that your Secretary of the Navy is on the waters, and I must be in my place with the rest of the officers to receive him and his staff with all ceremony.

Please promise you will not leave this spot till I return: I implore you.”

”Better put the blue-jacket on guard over us,” laughed Katherine.

”By Jove! a very good idea.”

Dorothy saw all levity depart from his face, giving way to a look of sternness and command. Although he was engaged in a joke, the subordinate must see no sign of fooling in his countenance. He said a sharp word to a blue-jacket, who nimbly sprang to the end of the settee, raised his hand in salute, and stiffened himself to an automaton. Then the girls saw the tall figure of the Lieutenant wending its way to the spot where the commander stood.

”I say, Dorothy, we're prisoners. I wonder what this Johnny would do if we attempted to fly. Isn't the Lieutenant sumptuous?”

”He seems a very agreeable person,” murmured Dorothy.

”Agreeable! Why, he's splendid. I tell you, Dorothy, I'm going to have the first dance with him. I'm the eldest. He's big enough to divide between two small girls like us, you know.”

”I don't intend to dance,” said Dorothy.

”Nonsense, you're not going to sit here all night with n.o.body to speak to. I'll ask the Lieutenant to bring you a man. He'll take two or three blue-jackets and capture anybody you want.”

”Katherine,” said Dorothy, almost as severely as if it were the elder sister who spoke, ”if you say anything like that, I'll go back to the house.”

”You can't get back. I'll appeal to the guard. I'll have you locked up if you don't behave yourself.”

”You should behave yourself. Really, Katherine, you must be careful what you say, or you'll make me feel very unhappy.”

Katherine caught her by the elbow, and gave it an affectionate little squeeze.

”Don't be frightened, Miss Propriety, I wouldn't make you unhappy for the world. But surely you're going to dance?”

Dorothy shook her head.

”Some other time. Not to-night. There are too many people here. I shouldn't enjoy it, and--there are other reasons. This is all so new and strange to me: these brilliant men and beautiful women--the lights, the music, everything--it is as if I had stepped into another world; something I had read about, or perhaps dreamed about, and never expected to see.”