"I know they did—I met them at lunch to-day."
"Had they heard about me?" Harry asked rather eagerly. "Or did you tell them? What did they say?"
"Oh—er—awfully pleased," said Andy, rather confused. It seemed strange to remember how very little had been said on the wonderful topic. Somehow they had wandered off to other things.
"I must give them all one more dinner," said Harry, smiling, "before I settle down."
"Foot's brother was there—Gilly Foot—and—"
"Did they ask what she was like?"
"I—I don't quite remember—everybody was talking. Gilly Foot—"
"I expect they were a bit surprised, weren't they?"
"Oh yes, they seemed surprised." Andy was really trying to remember. "Yes, they did."
"I don't think I've got the character of a marrying man," smiled Harry. "I hope you told them I meant business?" Harry rose to his feet with a laugh. "They used to rot a lot, you know."