Letts said he couldn't think of it, and sat staring, with an air of
great determination, at the sea. Arguments and entreaties left him
unmoved, and he was just about to express his sorrow for her troubles and
leave, when she gave a sudden start and put her arm through his.
"Here comes your sister!" she exclaimed.
Mr. Letts started in his turn.
"She has seen me holding your arm," continued Mrs. Green, in a tense
whisper. "It's the only way I can explain it. Mind, your name is Jack
Foster and hers is Betty."
Mr. Letts gazed at her in consternation, and then, raising his eyes,
regarded with much approval the girl who was approaching. It seemed
impossible that she could be Mrs. Green's daughter, and in the excitement
of the moment he nearly said so.
"Betty," said Mrs. Green, in a voice to which nervousness had imparted
almost the correct note--"Betty, this is your brother Jack!"
Mr. Letts rose sheepishly, and then to his great amazement a pair of
strong young arms were flung round his neck, and a pair of warm lips--
after but slight trouble--found his. Then and there Mr. Letts's mind was
made up.
[Illustration: "Then and there Mr. Letts's mind was made up.]
"Oh, Jack!" said Miss Foster, and began to cry softly.
"Oh, Jack!" said Mrs. Green, and, moved by thoughts, perhaps, of what
might have been, began to cry too.
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