Fancy, she was engaged to ten people at once! I suppose she had ten engagement rings--one for each finger, one for each man.

I should never have known which was which.

But oh! I oughtn't to have told you.

My husband said I wasn't to talk about her.

I don't see why--everybody was talking about her!" There was a chorus of protestation.
"And why shouldn't they talk about her, and why shouldn't she be engaged to ten gentlemen at once?
The more the merrier." "And you haven't told us the lady's name, so we're none the wiser." "I forgot it.