“Ah, Ridley, I begin to doubt,” she sighed; and bowed her head under his eyes so that he might judge, but the inspection produced only a kiss where the line of parting ran, and husband and wife then proceeded to move about the room, casually murmuring.

‘She’s gone,’ said Tim.

‘What would you say to me, if I was to tell you that I was—that I was—going to be married?’