It fitted nicely. Triumphantly he exclaimed: 'Noo we're engaged!'
She had no rejoinder ready.
'Ye can tak' ma arm, if ye like,' he said presently, just a little too confidently.
'I dinna feel in danger o' collapsin' at present,' she replied, regarding the ring under the lamp they were passing. 'Ye're an extravagant thing!' she went on. 'I hope ye got it on appro.'
'What—dae ye no like it?'
'I like the feel o' it,' she admitted softly, 'an' it's real bonny; but ye—ye shouldna ha'e done it, Mac.' She made as if to remove the ring.
He caught her hand. 'But we're engaged!'
'Ye're ower sure o' that,' she said a trifle sharply.
He stared at her.
'Firstly, I never said I wud tak' the ring for keeps,' she proceeded. 'Secondly, ye ha'ena seen ma uncle yet——'