"How could it have meant more than you wanted it to mean?"
"I don't know. I begin to think Uncle Falcon was right, when he called me ignorant and inexperienced."
David laughed. "Oh, you mustn't begin to give in to Uncle Falcon," he said. "And to-day, of all days, when our campaign has succeeded, and we have defeated him. You can go into the library this evening, look Uncle Falcon full in the eyes, and say: 'Uncle Falcon, I have won!'"
"Can I?" said Diana, doubtfully. "I am a little bit afraid of Uncle Falcon. I could, if you were there, Cousin David."
David tried to withdraw his hand; but the hand lying lightly upon it immediately tightened.
"Are you sure I shan't be haunted after you are gone?" asked Diana, with eyes that searched his face.
"Not by me," smiled David.
"Of course not. But by the service?"
"Are any special words troubling you?" he asked, gently.
"Goodness, no!" cried Diana. "I realised nothing clearly excepting 'I will,' when you said it. I haven't a ghost of a notion what I promised."