“Don't say who is it this time, as though I'd been engaged dozens of times! I've only been engaged once before.”
“Sorry. Who is it?”
“Rudolph Mesurier,” said Antonia.
“Do you mean that dark fellow in Arnold's Company?” asked Giles.
“Yes. He's the Chief Accountant.”
There was a short pause. “This is quite beside the point,” apologised Giles, “but what's the great idea?”
“Why shouldn't I marry Rudolph if I feel like it?”
“I don't know. I was wondering how you came to feel like it, that's all.”
She grinned suddenly. “You are a noxious cad, Giles. I do think I ought to marry someone or other, because Kenneth will, sooner or later, and I don't want to be left stranded.” A rather forlorn look came into her eyes. “I'm sick of being all alone, and having to look after myself, and, anyway, I like Rudolph a lot.”
“I see. And did Arnold object?”