“No. Is there any?”
“Tommy Myles has got engaged.”
George started. He had a presentiment of the name of the lady.
“Pull yourself together, my dear boy,” continued Vane. “Bear it like a man.”
“Don’t be an ass, Vane. I suppose it’s Miss Bourne?”
Vane nodded. “It would really be amusing,” he said, “if you’d tell me honestly how you feel. But, of course, you won’t. You’ve begun already to look as if you’d never heard of Miss Bourne.”
“Bosh!” said George.
“Now, I always wonder why fellows do that. When I’ve been refused by a girl, and——”
“I beg your pardon,” said George. “I haven’t been refused by Miss Bourne.”