“Train will be in before long, Harry,” said Ned, putting his head in and withdrawing it immediately.
I stood up.
“And shall I marry a nice steady man if I find one?” I asked demurely.
Harry came close to me.
“My God! Anne, if you ever marry any one else but me, I’ll wring his neck. And as for you——”
“Yes,” I said, pleasurably excited.
“I shall carry you away and beat you black and blue!”
“What a delightful husband I have chosen,” I said satirically. “And doesn’t he change his mind overnight!”
CHAPTER XXVIII
(Extract from the diary of Sir Eustace Pedler)