"Someone's engaged!"
"Engaged for what?"
"Engaged to be married, of course! What sillies you are! Can't you guess? Well, it's Miss Aubrey!"
"Never!"
"'To-who? To-who?' cried the owl!"
"To Mr. Freeman."
"Oh, I say! Hold me up!"
"Not really?"
"Mr. Freeman! Why, he's ever so old!"
"Not so very," interrupted Gwethyn, taking up the cudgels for her artist friend. "He's only rather grey, and, of course, Miss Aubrey isn't very young herself—though she's a dear. I'm immensely glad!"