Leaving the task of sorting the knives and forks Ray came over to where Helen was standing. The young girl pointed to all the vases filled with the crimson roses.
"How do you like that?" she exclaimed.
"Beautiful!"
There was a brief silence, both women being preoccupied by their thoughts, when Ray, in her usual vivacious, impulsive way, burst out:
"Sis, I have something to tell you."
Helen looked up quickly.
"Something to tell me—something good?"
"I'm so happy! I'm engaged at last."
"To Wilbur, of course?"
"Yes."