Captain Jack ushered them into what was either the parlor, office, or sitting-room of the station, and left them with the words: "Just make yourselves comfortable here, an' I'll go fetch the little woman." No sooner had he gone than the two turned to each other.
"Well!" "WELL!" "We're in for it now." "But we must see it through, Condy; act just as natural as you can, and we're all right." "But supposing SHE recognizes us!" "Supposing she does--what then.

How ARE they to know that we wrote the letters ?" "Sh, Blix, not so loud! They know by now that THEY didn't." "But it seems that it hasn't made any difference to them; they are married.

And besides, they wouldn't speak about putting 'personals' in the paper to us.

They would never let anybody know that." "Do you suppose they could possibly suspect ?" "I'm sure they couldn't." "Here they come." "Keep perfectly calm, and we're saved." "Suppose it isn't K.D.B., after all ?" But it was, of course, and she recognized them in an instant.

She and the Captain--the latter all grins--came in from the direction of the kitchen, K.D.B.wearing a neat blue calico gown and an apron that was really a marvel of cleanliness and starch.
"Kitty!" exclaimed Captain Jack, seized again with an unexplainable mirth, "here's some young folks come out to see the place an' I want you to know 'em.