Anthony frowned, at a loss.
"My suggestion—?"
"Yes—your suggestion that I should marry her."
Anthony stared.
"What?" he ejaculated.
"Yes," said Adrian, blandly. "I think the suggestion is decidedly a happy one. I think I shall pay my court to her."
"You? Man, you 're bereft of your senses," said Anthony, with force.
"You need n't be so violent," said Adrian. "It's your own idea."
"I was making game of you—I was pulling your leg. Marry her? She would n't look at you," said Anthony, contumelious.
"Why not, I should like to know?" Adrian haughtily enquired.