"Your mistress and I are engaged, Katy," he said, briskly. "You shall be the first to congratulate us."
"Indade, sir!" exclaimed Katy. "Is it goin' to be married, ye are?"
"Yes, Katy."
"I congratulate you, sir," she said, significantly.
"Plague take her!" thought Mr. Craven; "so she has the impudence to object, has she? I'll soon set her packing when I come into possession."
But he only said, with his usual suavity:
"You are quite right, Katy. I feel that I am indeed fortunate."
"Indade, mum, I didn't think you wud marry ag'in," said Katy, bluntly.
"I—I didn't intend to, Katy, but—"
"I couldn't be happy without her," said Mr. Craven, playfully. "But, Katy, you had something to say to Mrs. Hunter."