Carol whirled around sharply, and flushed, and swallowed hard. For
Prudence was just behind her.

"I--I--I--" but she could get no further.

Upon occasion, Prudence was quite terrible. "So I heard," she said
dryly, but her eyes were hard. "Now run down-stairs and out to the
field, or to the barn, and play. And, Carol, be sure and remind me of
that speech to-night. I might forget it."

The girls ran quickly out, Carol well in the lead.

"No wedding fee for me," she mumbled bitterly. "Do you suppose there
can be seven devils in my tongue, Lark, like there are in the Bible?"

"I don't remember there being seven devils in the Bible," said Lark.

"Oh, I mean the--the possessed people it tells about in the
Bible,--crazy, I suppose it means. Somehow I just can't help
repeating----"

"You don't want to," said Lark, not without sympathy. "You think it's
such fun, you know."

"Well, anyhow, I'm sure I won't get any wedding fee to-night. It seems
to me Prudence is very--harsh sometimes."

"You can appeal to father, if you like."

"Not on your life," said Carol promptly and emphatically; "he's worse