Mr Trumbler's wife shook her head gently.
"Well, now we shall see, I suppose," Miss S. pursued. "The engagement is to be made public directly after the funeral."
Mina almost started at this authoritative announcement.
"And I suppose they'll be married as soon as they decently can. I'm glad for Janie Iver's sake—not that I like him, the little I've seen of him."
"We never see him," said Mrs Trumbler.
"Not at church, anyhow," added Miss S. incisively. "Perhaps he'll remember what's due to his position now."
"Are you sure they're engaged?" asked Mina.
Miss S. looked at her with a smile. "Certain, my dear."
"How?" asked Mina. Mrs Trumbler stared at her in surprised rebuke.