After a little knitting of the brow, she said:-- "You haven't asked me why I invited myself to tea." "I thought," said I, "it was for my beaux yeux." "Not this time.

I rather wanted you to be the first to receive a certain piece of information." I glanced at her sharply.

"You don't mean to say you're going to be married at last ?" In some astonishment she retorted:-- "How did you guess ?" "Holy simplicity!" said I."You told me so yourself." She laughed.

Suddenly, on reflection, her face changed.
"Why did you say 'at last' ?" "Well--" said I, with a significant gesture.
She made a defiant announcement:-- "I am going to marry Willie Connor." It was my turn to be astonished.

"Captain Connor ?" I echoed.
"Yes.