“What do you mean, Roger?”
“Nothing. You’re going out with the General to-night? Very well, I shall take a turn on my own hook.”
As he strolled toward the smoking-room, he met Charlie Ellerton.
“Well, old fellow, had a pleasant afternoon?”
“Glorious!” answered Charlie in a husky voice.
“Are we to congratulate you?”
“I—I—well, it’s not absolutely settled yet, Deane, but—soon, I hope.”
“That’s right. Miss Bussey told me the whole story, and I think you’re precious lucky to get such a girl.”
“Yes, aren’t I?”
“You don’t look over and above radiant.”